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OF  ALL  DENOMINATIONS. 

COLLECTED  FROM  VARIOUS  AUTHORS. 

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I  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  as  long  as  I  live  ;   1 

•will  sing  praises  unto  my  God  while  I  h 

my  being.   Psalm  civ.   33. 

THE    TWENTY-NINTH    EDITION. 

PHILADELPHIA:  k 

PRINTED    BT    SOLOMON    IV.    CONRAD, 

TOR    EZEKIEL   COOPER,    NO.    118,   NORTH 

FOURTH-STREET,   NEAR    THE 

METHODIST    CHURCH. 


District  of  Pennsylvania,  to  wit : 

BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That  on  the 
twenty-second  day  of  March,  in  the  twen- 
ty-sixth year  of  the  Independence  of  the  United 
States  ^"America,  Ezekiel  Cooper,  of  the  said 
Distrfct,  hath  (kpofited  in  this  Office  the  Title 
of  a  Book,  the  R%ht  whereof  he  claims  as  Pro- 
prietor, m  the  Words  following,  to  wit  : 

u  The  Methodist  Pocket  Hymn-Book  revised 
«  and  improved :  designed  as  a  constant 
il  companion  for  the  pious  of  all  denominate 
"  ons.  Collected  from  various  Authors. 
"  I  will  si?ig  unto  the  Lord  as  loiig  as  I 
a  live :  I  will  sing  praises  unto  my  God 
"  while  I  hav&  my  being.  Psalm  civ,  33." 

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the  United  States,  intituled  "  An  Ad  for  the 

*"  ^ccuragement  of  Learning,  by  securing  the 

;ies  of  Maps,  Charts,  and  Books  to  the  Au- 

ors  ia^  Proprietors  of  such  copies  during  the 

mes therein  mentioned." 

D.  CALDWELL. 

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TO    THE 

MEMBERS  AND  FRIENDS 

or    THE 

METHODIST 
EPISCOPAL  CHURCH. 


DEAR    BRETHREN, 

^JTOU  are  presented With  a  choice  and  com- 
plete Pocket  Hymn-Book  (revised J  con- 
taining a  collection  of  excellent  and  evange- 
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fwhenyou  zvoicldwish  to  speak  to  yourselves 
in  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs)  as  well  as 
for  family,  social,  and  public  worship  :  and 
rue  trust  yon  will  be  much  assisted  by  the 
present  publication,  in  the  performance  of 
these  important  parts  of  divine  service* 

The  Hymn-Books  which  have  been  alrea- 
dy published  among  us,  are  truly  excellent — 
The  Select  Hymns,  the  double  collection  of 
Hymns,  and  Psalms,  and  the  Redemption- 
Hymns,  display  great  spirituality,  as  well 
as  purity  of  diction — The  large  Congrega- 
tional Hymn-Book  is  admirable  indeed,  but 


t  w  ] 

is  too  expensive  for  the  poor ■,  who  have little, 
time  and  less  money — The  Pocket  Hymn- 
Booh,  lately  sent  abroad  in  these  States,  is 
a  most  valuable  performance  for  those  who 
are  deeply  spiritual,  but  is  better  suited  to 
the  European  Methodists,  among  -whom  all 
the  before-mentioned  books  have  been  tho- 
roughly circulated  for  many  years.  But  all 
the  excellencies  of  the  former  publications, 
are,  in  a  great  measure,  concentred  in  the 
present,  which  contains  the  choicest  and 
most  precious  of  the  Hymns  thai  are  to  be 
found  in  the  former  editions  ;  and  at  the 
same  time  is  so  portable,  that  you  may  al- 
ways carry  it  zuith  you  without  the  least 
inconvenience* 

.  We  are  the  more  delighted  with  this  de- 
s:gti,  as  no  personal  advantage  is  concerned, 
but  the  public  good  alone — For  after  the  ne- 
cessary expenses  of  publication  are  dis- 
charged, we  shall  make  it  a  noble  charity, 
by  applying  the  profits,  arising  therefrom, 
to  religious  and  charitable  purposes. 

No  motive  of  a  sinister  nature  has  there- 
fore influenced  us  in  any  degree  to  publish 
this  excellent  ( 'revised)  compilation.  It  has 
received  the  approbation  of  the  Conferences, 
and  contains  many  valuable  Hymns  "which 
some  of  the  former  editions  did  not.    As  the 


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profits  of  the  former  editions  have  been  scru- 
pulously applied  as  above,  so  the  same  ap- 
propriation of  the  profits  of  the  prevent  shall 
be  conscientiously  observed.  We  must  there- 
fore earnestly  entreat  you,  if  you  have  any 
respect  for  the  authority  of  the  Conferences, 
or  of  us,  or  any  regard  for  the  prosperity 
of  the  Connection,  to  purchase  no  Hymn- 
Books,  but  what  are  signed  with  the  names 
of  your  Bishops.  And  as  rue  intend  to  keep 
a  constant  supply,  the  complaint  of  our  con- 
gregations, "  that  they  cannot  procure  our 
II  ymn-Books"  will  be  stopped. 

We  exhort  you  to  Sing  with  the  spirit  and 
with  the  understanding  also  :  and  thus 
may  the  high  praises  of  GOD  beset  upfront 
East  to  West,  from  North  to  South;  and  we 
shall  be  happily  instrumental  in  leading  the 
devotion  of  thousands,  and  shall  rejoice  ts 
join  you  in  time  and  eternity. 

We  are, 

Dear  Brethren, 

Tour  faithful  Pastors  in  Christy 

THOMAS  COKE, 
FRANCIS  ASBUR2~, 
RICHARD  WHATCOAT. 

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ADVERTISEMENT. 

ICP  Agree  ably  to  the  concurrent  resolu- 
tion of"  the.  Baltimore,  Philadelphia,  and 
New- York  Conferences,  Our  Hymn- Book 
has  been  revised,  and  the  copy-right  secu- 
red. Nearly  all  the  Hymns,  which  were 
in  the  former  Book,  are  retained  in  this  ; 
but  in  consequence  of  the  revision,  they  are 
differently  arranged,  in  order  to  put  them 
under  their  proper  heads,  and,  of  course, 
the  pages  do  not  correspond  with  the  old 
book — But,  when  a  Hymn  is  read,  by  a  rc> 
ference  to  the  firft  line  in  the  Index,  the 
page  in  general  may  be  readily  found.  A 
f  e  w  additional  H  y  ni  n  s  ai  e  i  nt  ro  d  u  c  e  d  ;  an  d 
the  poetical  numbers  and  measurement  of 
some  of  the  old  Hymns  improved  ;  th&tj 
according  to  the  rules  of  music,  they  may 
agree  better  with  the  tunes  to  which  they 
are  sferi'g.  Also  in  the  place  of  certain 
wordb  and  sentiments,  others  are  introdu- 
ced, which  appear  more  proper  ;md  har- 
monious. 

Those  who  want  our  Hymn-Book,  in  fu- 
ture, shouMa/k  for  "  The  Methodist  Pock- 
et Ilitftin+Mook)  revived  and  improved^ 
]  phte'd  fc]  EzeUeJ  Caoper^  with  the  hi- 
^hopb'  names  to  the  preface. 


METHODIST 

POCKET 

HYMN-BOOK. 

AWAKENTXG  AND  INVITING, 
HYMN     I.     C.  M.. 

1  /^V  FOR  a  thou  fund  tongpes  to  uVg 
V>    My  dear  Recl-emer's  pratfe  ! 
The  glories  of  my  Gcd  and  King, 

The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  gracious  M«fler  ai*d  iny  God, 

<\(Iiit  me  to  proclaim, 
To  fpread  through  all  the  earth  abroad. 
The  honours  of  thy  name. 

3  Jefus,  the  name  that  charms  our  Feirsj 

That  bids  ourforrows  ceafe  : 
'Tis  mullein  thefmn-ers  ears; 
'Tis  life  and  health  and  ptuce. 

4  lie  breaks  the  power  of  cancel  i'cl  fin, 

He  lets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the*  foulef;  clean  j 
His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 

5  Look  unto  him,  ye  nations,  own 

Your  God,  ye  fallen  race  ; 
Look,  and  be  faVd  through  faith  artone; 
Be  juuiiy'd  by  gtace  ! 


8  AWAKENING 

6  See  all  your  fins  on  Jefus  laid  ! 

The  Lamb  of  God  was  flain  ; 
His  foul  was  once  an  ofF'ring  made, 
Forev'ry  foul  of  man. 

7  With  me — your  Lord  ye  then  (hall  know 

Shall  feel  your  fins  forgiv'n  ; 
Anticipate  your  heav'n  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heav'n. 

HYMN     II. 

1  /^tOME,  ye  finners,  poor  and  needy, 
V>4   Wftak  and  wounded,  lick  and  fore, 
Jefus  ready  {lands  to  fave  you, 

Full  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r  ; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Ev'iy  grace  that  brings  you  nigh  ; 

Without  money 
Come  to  Jefus  Ghrift  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger  ; 

Nor  of  fitnefs,  fondly  dream  : 
All  the  fitnefs  he  requireth, 
Is,  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimrn'ring  beam. 

4  Gome,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden'd, 

Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all  ; 

Not  the  righteous  ; 
Sinners,  Jefus  came  to  call. 


AND     INVITING. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Saviour  p'roftrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  beheld  him  ! 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

«  It  is  finifh'd  !" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  fuffi.ee  ? 

6  Lo  1  th'  incarnate  God  afcending, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely, 
Let  no  other  iruft  intrude  j 

None  but  Jefus 
Can  do  helplefs  finners  good, 

7  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praifescfthe  Lamb, 

While  the  blifsful  feats  of  heaven, 

Sweertlv  echo  with  his  name. 

Hallelujah  1 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  fame. 

H  Y  M  N     III.     L.  M. 

1  pOME,  finners,  to  the  goipel-f^a  ; 
V>4    Let  ev'ry  foul  be  Je  fit's  gu.  S  ; 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind  ; 

For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  tall  ; 
The  invitation  is  to  aii  ; 

Corns  all  the  world:  come,  finaev,  thou  I 
All  things  in  Chrift  are  ready  nct/« 

3  Come,  all  ye  fouls  by  fin  opprefs'd, 
Ye  r  Qlefs  wand'rers  alter  ie(t  ; 

Ye  poor,  and  maimM,  and  halt,  and  blind. 
In  Chrift  a  heartv  welcome  find. 


I©  AWAKENING 

4  My  meffage  as  from  God  receive  ; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Chrift  2nd  live  ; 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  conftrain, 
Nor  fuffer  him  to  die  in  vain  ! 

5  His  love  is  mighty  to   compel  : 

His  conqu'ring  love  confent  to  feel  ; 
Yield  to  his  love's  redeeming  pow'r, 
And  fight  againft  your  God  no  more. 

6  See  him  fet  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious,  bleeding  iacrifice  ! 
His  offer'd  benefits  embrace, 

And  freely  now  be  lav'd  by  grace  ! 

7  This  is  the  time  ;  no  more  delay  ! 
The  invitation;  is  to-day  : 

Come  in,  this  moment,  at  his  call, 
And  live  for  him  who  dy'd  for  all  ! 

H  Y  M  N     IV. 

Why    wiH  ye   die  ?   0    house  of  Israel ! 
Ezek.  sviri.   3 1. 

1  QTNNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
>3  God,  your  Maker,  afks  you  why  : 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himfelf  to  live  ; 

He  the  fatal  caufe  demands, 
Afks  the  work  of  his  own  hands  ; 
Why,  ye  thanklefs  creatures,  why, 
Wili  you  Qioh  his  love,  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
Chrill,  your  Saviour,  alks  you  why: 
Chril'i,  who  did  your  fouls  retrieve, 
Dy'd  himielf,  that  you  might  live. 


AND     IN'VITINC.  U 

Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 

Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 

Why,  ye  ranfom'd  Tinners,  why, 

Will  you  flight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 
3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 

God,  the  Spirit,  aiks  you  why  ; 

He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  ftrove, 

Woos  you  to  embrace  his  love  : 

Will  you  not  the  grace  receive  ? 

Will  you  ftill  refafe  to  live  ? 
Why,  ye  long-fought  finners,  why, 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,   and  die  ? 
4   Dead,  already  dead  within, 
Spiritually  dead  in  fin  ; 
Dead  to  God,  while  here  you  breathe  ; 
Pant  you  after  fecond  death  ? 
Will  you  fliii  in  f]n  remain, 
Greedy  of  eternal  pain  ? 
O,  ye  dying  finners,  why, 
Why  will  you  for  ever  die  ? 

HYMN     V.     L.  M.. 
I   OWNERS,  obey  the  gofpel  word, 

O  HaHe  to  the  fupper  of  my   Lord  ; 

Be  wife  to  know  your  gracious  day  ; 

AH  things  are  ready,  come  away. ' 
\T  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 

And  !:ifs  his  late-returning  fon  ; 

Ready  your  loving  Saviour  frauds, 

And  fpreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 
3's  Read/  the  Spirit  of  his  love, 

J-Ml  no\v  the  ftony  to  remove  ; 


12  AWAKENING 

T'  apply  and  witnefs  with  the  blood, 
And  walh  and  feal  the  fons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  bleft  eftate  ; 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to  praife 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  The  Father^Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
Are  ready  with  their  Alining  hoft  : 
All  heav'n  is  ready  to  re  found, 

u  The  dead's  alive  1  the  loll  is  found  I" 

6  Come  then,  ye  tinners,  to  your  Lord, 
In  Chrift  to  paradife  re  (lor  'd  : 

His  profFer'd  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  gofpel  grace. 

HYMN     VI. 
t        T>  LOT\V  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
_D  The  gladly  folemn  found; 
Let  all  tiie  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remoteil  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee-  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  lanibm'd  iinners,  home, 

2  Jcfus  our  great  High  Prieft, 

Hath  full  atonement  made  ; 
Ye  weary  {pints  reft, 

Ye  mournful  fouls  be  glad  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfoin'd  Iinners,  home. 

3  Extol  i!ie  Lamb  of  God, 

The  all-atoning  Lamb  ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim  ; 


AND    IffYlTlKG 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  ccme  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

4  Ye  fhves  of  fin  and  hell, 

Yowr  liberty  receive  ; 
And  Fafc  in  Jefus  dwell, 

And  bleft  in  Jefus  live  : 
'i  he  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home, 

5  Ye  who  have  fold  for  nought, 

Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought. 

The  gift  of  Jefu's  love  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

6  The  gofpel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  hsav'nly  grace  : 
And,  fav*d  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  ccme  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  tinners,  home. 

HYMN     VII. 

1  (~\  ALL  that  pafe  by,  to  Jefus  draw 
V^/  He  utters  a  cry,  ye  finners,  give  ear  I 
From  hell  to  retrieve  you,  he  fpreads  out  his 

hands  :  [fiancis. 

Now,   now    to  receive  you,    he    graciouily 

2  If  any  man  third,  and  happy  would  be, 
The  vilefl  and  wciTi  may  ccme  uut« 


me 


Mtivcl 


drink  of  my  Spirit  (excepted  is  none) 


,ajr  claim  to  mv  merit,  and  tak';  iorhwown. 


14  AWAKENING. 

3  Whoever  receives  the  life-giving  word. 
In  Jefus  believes,  his  God  and  his  Lord, 
In  him  a  pure  river  of  life  mall  arife, 
Shall  in  the  believer  fpring  up  to  the  fkies. 

4  My  God,  and  my  Lord  !  thy  call  I  obey  ; 
My  foul  on  thy  word  of  promife  I  flay  : 
Thy  kind  invitation  I  gladly  embrace  ; 

I  third  for  falvation,  falvation  by  grace, 

5  O  haften  the  hour  !  fend  down  from  above 
The  Spirit  of  power,  of  health,  and  of  love  ; 
Of  filial  fear,  of  knowledge  and  grace  ; 

Of  wifdom,  of  prayer,  of  joy,  and  of  praife. 

6  The  fpirit  of  faith,  of  faith  in  thy  biocd, 
Which  faves  us  from  wiath,  and  brings  lis 

to  God  ; 
Removes  the  huge  mountain  of  indwelling  lin, 
And  opens  a.  fountain,  that  wafhes  us  clean. 

HYMN     VI1L 

1  *  I  ^HY  faithfulnefs,  Lord,    each  moment 

,!,_  we  find, 

So  true  to  thy  word,  fo  loving  and  kind  ! 
Thy  mercy  fo  tender  to  all  the  lofl  race, 
The  fouled  offender  may  turn  and  fin 6.. 'grace. 

2  The  mercy  I  feel,  to  others  I  fhe?/  : 
1  fet  to  my  feal  that  Jefus  is  true  : 

Ye  all  may  find  favour,  who  come  at  his  cp.11  ; 
O  come  to  my  Saviour  ;   his  grace  is  for  all. 

S  To  fave  what  was  loft,  from  heaven  he  came; 
Gome,  doners,  and  trail  in  Jefus's  name  I 

he  bias  you  be  free 
If  fin  Is  iurdc 


ANB     INVITING. 


4  O  let  ine  commend  my  Saviour  to  you, 
The  publican's  friend,  and  advocate  too  : 
For  you  he  is  pleading  his  merits  and  death, 
With  God  interceding  tor  tinners  beneath. 

5  Then  let  us  fubmit  his  grace  to  receive, 
Fall  clown  at  his  feet,  and  gladly  believe  ; 
We  all  are  forgiven  for  Jefus's  fake  : 
Our  title  to  heaven  his  merit  we  make. 

HYMN     IX. 

1  TT7EARY  fouls  that  wander  wide 

V  V     From  the  central  point  of  blifs, 
Turn  to  Jefus  crucify 'd, 

Fly  to  thofe  dear  wounds  o.f  his  : 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood  ; 
Rife  into  the  life  of  God  ! 

2  Find  in  Chrift  the  way  of  peace, 

Feace,  unfpeakable,  unknown  ; 
By  his  pain  he  gives  you  eafe, 

L.fe  by  his  expiring  groan  ; 
Rife   exalted  by  his  fall, 
Find  in  Chrift  your  all  in  all. 

3  O  believe  the  record  true, 

God  to  you  his  Son  hath  giv'n ! 
Ye  may  now  be*  happy  too  : 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heav'n^. 
Live  the  life  of  heav'a  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

4  This  the  aniverfal  blifs, 

Blifs  for  ev'ry  foul  deficri'd  : 
lead's  ong'nal  promife  this, 

God's  great  gift  to  all  mankind  : 

ft  in  Chrift  this  moment  be! 
■-it  toali  eternity ! 


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HYMN     X.     C.  M. 


1  1  "    OVERS  of  pleafure  more  than  God, 
JL-J  For  you,  Qui  ft  fuffer'd  pain  ; 
Swearers  for  you  he  fpilt  his  blood  ; 

And  mall  he  bleed  in  vain  ? 

2  Mifers,  his  life  for  you  he  paid, 

Your  bafeft  crimes  he  bore  ; 
Drunkards,  your  fins  on  him  were  laid, 
That  you  might  fin  no  more. 

3  The  God  of  love,  to  earth  he  came, 

That  you  might  come  to  heav'n  : 
Believe,  believe  in  Jefu's  name, 
And  ail  your  fin's  forgiv'n. 

4  Believe  in  him  "vvho  dy'd  for  thee  : 

And  lure  as  he  hath  dy'd, 
Thy  debt  is  paid,  thy  foul  is  free, 
And  thou  art  juftify'd. 

H  Y  M  N     XL     L.  M. 

1  /%  WAKE,  Jeruialeni,  awake, 
JLJl.  No  longer  in  thy  fins  lie  down  ; 
The  garment  of  falvation  take, 

Thy  beauty  and  thy  ftrength  put  on. 

2  Shake  'off  the  dud  that  blinds  thy  fight, 

And'Tfides  the  pro-mife  from  thine- eyes, 
Arife  and  druggie  into  light, 

Thy  great  Dcliv'rer  calls,  Arife  ! 

3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  fad  defpair, 

Sion  afiert  thy  liberty, 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
And  God  fhall  fet  the  captive  free. 


PEXITEXT1AI..  17 

4  Veffels  ofmerc}r,  fons  of  grace, 

Be  purg'd  from  ev'ry  finful  (tain, 
Be  like  your  Lord,  his  word  embrace, 
Nor  bear  his  hallow 'd  name  in  vain. 

5  The  Lord  {hall  in  your  front  appear, 

And  lead  the  pompous  triumph  on  ; 
His  glory  (hall  bring  up  the  rear, 
And  perfect  what  bis  grace  begun. 


PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN     XII. 

FATHER  of  lights,  from  whom  proceeds, 
Whate'er  thy  ev'ry  creature  needs  ; 
Whofe  goodnefs,  providently  nigh, 
Feeds  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry: 
To  thee  I  look,  my  heart  prepare  : 
Suggeft  and  hearken  to  my  pray'r. 

Since,  by  thy  light,  myfelf  I  fee 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  void  of  thee  ; 
Thine  eyesmuft  all  my  thoughts  furvey, 
Preventing  what  ray  lips  would  fay  : 
Thou  feed  my  wants,  for  help thewcali, 
And  ere  I  fpeak  thou  know'ft  thejFall. 

Thou  know'ft  the  bafenefs  of  my  mind, 
Wayward,  and  impotent,  and  blind  : 
Thou  know'ft  how  unfiibdu'd  my  will, 
Averfe  to  good  and  prone  to  ill  ; 
Thou  know'ft  how  wide  my  paflions  rove, 
Nor  check'd  by  fear,  nor  charm'd  by  love. 
B  2 


IS  PEMTENTUL. 

4  Fain  would  I  know  as  known  by  thee, 
And  feci  the  indigence  I  fee  ; 

Fain  would  I  all  my  vileneis  own, 
Andcfeep  beneath  the  burden  groan  ; 
Abhor  the  pride  that  lurks  within, 
Detefl  and  loathe  myfelf  and  Hn. 

5  Ah  !  give  rae,  Lord,  myfelf  to  feel, 
My  total  miiery  reveal  ; 

Ah  !  give  me  Lord  (1  ftill  would  fay) 
A  heart  to  mourn,  a  heart  to  pray  : 
My  bus'ne.fs  this,  my  only  care, 
My  J-ifcj  my  ev'ry  breath  be  pray'r. 

H  Y  M  N     XIII.     S.  M. 

1  /^v  That  I  could  repeat ! 
\_J   O  that  I  could  believe  ! 

Thou,  by  thy  voice,  the  marble  rent. 

The  reck  in  funder  cleave  ! 

Then  by  thy  two-edg'd  fwerd. 

My  -foul  and  ipirit  part  ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  wo.-d, 

And  break  my  fmbborn  heart. 

2  Saviour,  and  Prince  of  peace, 
The  double  grace  beftow  ; 

Unloofe  tlie  bands  of  wickednefa, 

And  let  the  captive  go  : 

Grant  r«e  my  fins  to  fee!, 

And  then  the  load  remove  ; 
Wound,  and  pour  in  my  wound's,  to  heal 

The  balm  of  pard'ning  love. 

3  For  thine  own  mercy's  fake, 
My  fin  and  guilt  remove  ; 


PENITKNTIAL.  19 

And  into  thy  protection  take 

The  pris'ner  of  thy  love  ; 

In  ev'ry  trying  hour, 

Stand  by  my  feeble  foul, 
And  ikrecn  me  from  temptation's  pow'r, 

Till  thou  hufl  made  me  whole. 

4        This  is  thy  will,  I  know, 

That  I  lhould  holy  be  ;# 
Should  1st  my  fins  this  moment  go, 

This  moment  turn  to  thee  : 

O  might  I  now  embrace 

Thine  all-iufRcient  pow'r  ! 
And  never  more  to  fin  give  place, 

And  never  grieve  thee  more  1 

H  Y  M  K     XIV. 

1    TESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
^|    Call  back  a  v/and'ring  fheep  ; 
Falft  to  tkee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep  : 
Let  me  be  by  grace  reftor'd  ; 

On  me  be  all  lcng-fuff'ring  fhewn  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ffone. 

£   Saviour,  Prince,  enthron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  recleeming-Iove, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart  : 
Give,  what  I  have  long  itnplor'd, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown  : 
Turn,  and  lock  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ftoae-, 


20  PENITENTIAL. 

3  For  thine  own  companion's  fake, 

The  gracious  wonder  (how  ; 
Caft  my  fins  behind  thy  back, 

And  wafh  me  white  as  fnow  : 
If  thy  bowels  now  are  mov'd  ; 

If  I  now  myfelf  bemoan  ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ftone. 

4  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  fuffer  me  to  die  i 
Life  and  happinefs,  and  love, 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye  ; 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ftone. 

Look,  as  when  thine  eye  purfu'd 

The  firft  apoflate  man, 
Saw  him  welt'ring  in  his  blood, 

And  bade  him  rife  again  : 
Speak  my  pavadife  reftor'd, 

Redeem  me-  by  thy  grace  alone  : 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,   Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ftonew 

6   Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 

Was  clos'd  that  we  might  live; 
Jefus  at  the  point  to  die, 

ki  Father,"  he  cry'd"  forgive  1" 
Sdrely  with  that  dying  word, 

He  turns  and  looks,  and  cries,  "'Tis  done  !' 
O  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 

Thou  break'S  my  heart  of  ftone  ! 


PENITENTIAL.  21 

H    Y    M    N       XV. 

!    1  "    ET  the  world  their  virtne  boaft, 
B   J  Their  works  of  right'ouiV.eis  ; 
],  a  wretch,  undone  and  loft, 
Am  freely  fav'd  by  grace  ; 
Other  title  I  difclaim, 

This,  only  this,  is  all  my  pie*, 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am, 
But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 

2  Happy  they,  whofejoys  abound 

Like  Jordan's  fwelling  ftream, 
Who  their  heav'n  in  Chrift  have  found, 

And  give  the  praife  to  him  ; 
Let  them  triumph  in  his  name, 

Enjoy  their  full  felicity; 
I  the  chief  of  fmners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 

3  Bleft  are  they, 'entirely  bleft, 

Who  can  in  him  rejoice, 
Lean  on  his  beloved  bteafr, 

And  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ; 
Meanefl  follow'r  of  the  Lamb, 

His  fteps  lata  diftance  fee  ; 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 

4  Jefus,  thou  for  me  haft  dy'd, 

And  thou  in  me  (halt  live  ; 
I  (hall  feel  thy  death  apply'd, 

I  mall  thy  life  receive  ; 
To  bring  fire  on  earth  thou  came, 

O  that  it  now  may  £indled  be  1 
I  the  chief  ofiinners  am,    ~ 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me.! 


22  PENITENTIAL. 

K  Y  M  N     XV  [.     C.  M. 

1  TI  7TTH  glorious  clouds  encompaft  round, 

V  V      Whom  angels  dimly  fee  ; 
Will  the  Unfearchable  be  found, 
Or  God  appear  to  me  ? 

2  Will  he  forfake  his  throne  above, 

I^Jmfelf  to  worms  impart? 
An]  wer,  thou  Man  of  Grief  and  Love, 
And  fpeak  it  to  my  heart  i 

3  In  manifefted  love  explain 

Thy  wonderful  defign  ; 
What  meant  the  fuff'ring  Son  of  man? 
7"he  dreaming  blood  divine  ? 

4  Didfr  thou  not  in  our  fie  ill  appear, 

And  live  and  die  below, 
That  I  might  now  perceive  thee  near, 
And  my  Redeemer  know  ? 

5  Gome  then,  and  to  my  foul  reveal 

The  heights  and  depths  of  grace, 
The  wounds  which  all  my  forrows  heal, 
That  dear  disfigur'd  face. 

6  Before  my  eyes  of  faith,  confefs'd, 

Stand  forth  a  flaughter'd  Lamb  ; 
And  wrap  me  in  thy  crimfon  veft, 
And  tell  me  all  thy  name. 

7  Jehovah  in  thy  perfon  fhow, 

My  Saviour  crucify'd  ! 
And  then  the  pard'ning-  God  I  know, 
And  i'eel  the  bload  applied. 

8  I  view  the  Lamb'*  his  own  light, 

Whom  angels  dimly  fee; 


PENITENTIAL.  23 

And  gaze,  tranfported  at  the  fight, 
To  all  eternity. 

I-I  Y  M  N     XVIT. 

I    TESUS,  if  ft  ill  the  fame  thou  art, 
J    If  all  thy  promifes  are  lure, 
Set  up  thy  kingdom  in  my  heart, 

And  make  me  rich,   for   I  am  poor  i 
To  me  be  all  thy  treafures  giv'n, 
The  kingdom  of  an  inward  heavJn. 

I  Thou  haft  pronoune'd  the  mourners  bleft, 
And,  lo  1  for  thee  I  ever  mourn  : 

I  cannot,  no,  I  will  not  reft, 
Till  thou  my  only  reft  return  : 

Till  thou  the  Prince  of  peace,  appear, 

And  I  receive  the  Comforter. 

I   Where  is  the  bleftednefs  beftow'd 
On  all  that  hunger  after  thee  ? 
I  hunger  now,  I  third  for  God  ! 

See,  the  poor  fainting  finner  fee  : 
And  fatisfy  with  endlds  peace, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  right'oulhefs. 

t   Ah.  Lord,  if  thou  art  in  that  figh, 
Then  hear  thyfeif  within  me  pray ; 
Hear  in  my  heart  thy  Spirit's  cry, 

Mark,  what  my  lab'ring  foul  would  fay  ; 
Anf*    .  the  deep  unutter'd  groan, 
And  fnewj  that  th^u  ajiigl  are  one. 

i  rs  thy  work,  difpefrfe  the  gloom; 

ic  in  thy  light  I  then  lhali  lee  ; 
Say  to  my  foul,  Wi  Thy  light  is  come, 
"  Glory  divine  is  ris'n  on  thee  : 


24  PENITENTIAL. 

"  Thy  warfare's  pafr,  thy  mourning's  o'&r 
"  Look  up,  for  thou  (halt  weep  no  more." 

6   Lord,  I  believe  thy  promife  fure, 

And  truft  thou  wilt  not  long  delay  : 
Hungry,  and  forrowful,  and  poor, 

Upon  thy  word  myfe-lf  I  ftay-j 
Into  thy  hands  ray  all  refign, 
And  wait  till  all  thou  art  is  mine. 

H  Y  M  N     XVIII.     C.  M*. 

1  TESUS,  if  Hill  thou  art  to-day 
J    As  yefie^day  the  fame, 
1'refent  to  heal,  in  me  diiplay 

The  virtue  of  thy  name. 

2  If  ftill  thou  go'ft  about  to  do 

Thy  needy  creatures  good  ; 
On  me,  that  I  thy  praife  may  [how,] 
Be  all  thy  wonders  fhow'd. 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 

Thy  miracles  repeat  ; 
With  pitying  eyes  behold  me  fall 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4>  Loathfome,  and  foul,  and  felf-abhorr'd, 
I  fink  beneath  my  fin  ; 
But  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine,  can  make  me  clean. 

5  Thou  feed  me  deaf  to  thy  commands, 

Open,  O  Lord,  my  ear : 
Bid  me  ftretch  out  my  wither'd  hands, 

And  lift  them  up  in  pray'r. 
Q>  Silent  (alas  !  thou  know'ft  how  long) 

My  voice  I  caflnot  raife  j 


PENITENTIAL.  2 

But,  O  !  when  thou  {halt  Ioofe  my  tongue, 
The  dumb  (hall  fing  thy  praife. 

7   Lame  at  the  pool  I  ftill  am  found  : 
Give,  and  my  ftrength  employ  ; 
Light  as  a  hart  I  then  fhall  bound, 
The  lame  (hall  leap  for  joy. 

i  Blind  from  my  birth  to  guilt  and  thee, 
And  dark  I  am  within  ; 
The  love  of  God  I  cannot  fee, 
Nor  finfulnefs  of  fin. 

9  But  thou  they  fay,  art  paffing  by, 

O  let  me  find  thee  near  1 
Jefus,  in  mercy,  hear  my  cry, 
Thou  Son  of  David,  hear  1 

10  Long  have  I  waited  in  the  way 

For  thee,  the  heav'nly  light ; 
Command  me  to  be  brought,  and  fay, 
"  Sinner,  receive  thy  fight." 

HYMN     XIX. 

1  TE5US,  lover  of  my  foul, 
J    Let  me  to  thy  bofom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempeft  ftill  is  high  'r 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  ftorm  of  life  is  paft  j 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

O  receive  my  foul  at  laft  ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helplefs  foul  on  tl. 
G 


26  PENITENTIAL, 

Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 
Still  fupport  and  comfort  me  I 

All  my  trull  on  thee  is  f  ay'd, 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring, 

Cover  my  defencelefs  head 

With  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Chrift,  art  all  I  want, 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  ! 
Raife  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Ileal  the  fick  and  lead  the  blind  : 
J  lift  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 

J  am  all  unrighteoufnefs  ; 
Falfe  and  full  of  fin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  fin  ; 
Let  the  healing  ftreams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  : 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  Jieart, 

Rife  co  all  eternity  ! 

HYMN     XX. 

1  {\  LOVE  divine,  how  fweet  thou  art! 
\J  When  ftiaii  I  find  my  willing  heart, 

Ai   t  iken  up  by  thee  ? 
I  thirl  l,  I    '..nt,  I  die,  to  prove 
The.  greatn  is  of  redeeming  love> 

The  love  c£  Chrift  tome  ! 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell  mr 
its  riches  are  unieajrehable  ; 

'Die  ill  ft  born  fons  of  light, 


PENITENTIAL.  27 

Defne  in  vain  its  depths  to  fee  ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  myftery, 

The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  ; 
O  that  it  now  were  fhed  abroad 

In  this  poor  (tony  heart  ! 
For  love  I  figh,  for  lovr  I  pine  ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine! 

Be  mine  this  better  part! 

4  O  that  I  could  for  ever  fit, 
With  Mary  at  the  Matter's  feet  ! 

Ee  this  my  happy  choice  ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  blifs, 
My  joy,  my  heav'n  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  1 

6    O  that  I  could,  with  favour'd  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breaft  : 
From  care,  and  (in,  and  foyrow  free, 
Give  me,  O  Loid,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlafting  reft  1 

H  Y  M  N     XXI.     S.  M. 

1  ,\  H  !  whither  foall  I  go, 

J.  A.  Burden'd,  and  lick,  and  faint  ? 

To  whom  fliould   I  my  trouble  fiiow, 
And  pour  one  rriy  complaint? 
My  Saviour  bias  me  come, 
Ah  !  why  do  1  delay  ? 

He  calls  the  weary  finite*  home  ; 
And  yet  from  him  I  iiay. 


28  PENITENTIAL. 

2  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 

From  which  I  cannot  part? 
Which  will  not  let  my  Saviour  take 
Poffeffion  of  my  heart  ? 
Some  wicked  thing  unknown 
Muft  furely  lurk  within  ; 
Some  idol,  which  I  will  not  own, 
'  Some  fecret,  bofom  fin. 

3  Jefus,  the  hindrance  fhow, 

Which  I  have  fear'd  to  fee  ; 
O  may  I  now  confent  to  know 

What  keeps  me  out  of  thee  ! 
Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  pow'r  difplay  : 
Into  its  darkefl  corner  mine, 

And  take  the  veil  away  1 

t       I  now  believe,  in  thee 

Companion  reigns  alone  : 
According  to  my  faith,  to  me 
O  let  it,  Lord,  be  done  ! 
In  me  is  all  the  bar, 

Which  thou  would'ftfain  remove  ; 
Remove  it,  and  I  {hall  declare, 
That  God  is  only  love. 

H  Y  M  N     XXII. 

RATHER  of  Jefus  Chrift,  the  juft, 
__L      My  Frit  nd  and  Advocate  with  thee  j 
Pity  afoul,  that  fain  would  truft 

In  him, 'who  liv'd  and  dy'd  forme  : 
But  only  thou  canft  make  him  known, 
And  in  my  heart  reveal  thy  Son. 


PENITENTIAL,  29 

2  If,  drawn  by  thine  alluring  grace, 

My  want  of  living  faith  I  feel  ; 
Show  me  in  Chrift  thy  fmiling  face, 

What  rlefh  and  blood  can  ne'er  reveal  ; 
Thy  co-eternal  Son  difplay, 
And  turn  my  darknefs  into  dyy. 

3  The  gift  unfpeakable  impart; 

Co  mm  and  the  light  of  grace  to  fhlne  ; 
To  Qiine  in  my  dark  drooping  heart, 

And  fill  me  with  the  life  divine  : 
Now  bid  the  new  creation  be  ! 
O  God,  let  there  be  faith  in  me  ! 

II  Y  M  N     XXIII. 

1  /^  JESUS  my  hope,  for  me  ofTer'd  up, 
V_>^    Who,  madly  puriu'd  thee  to  Calvary's 

top : 
Tic  blood  thou  haft  {h:jd,  for  me  let  it  plead, 
And  fay  thou  haftdy'.d  in  thy  murderer's  flead. 

2  Now,  now  let  me  know,  its  virtue  below  ! 
O  wafli  me,  and   I  malt  be  whiter  than  Cuqyt 

0  hallow  my  heart,  arid  truly  convert, 

And  make  me,0  Lord,  in  the  world,  as  thou  ail. 
;^    Each  moment  apply 'd,  my  v/eaknefs  to  lude> 
Thy  blood  be  upon  me,  and  always  abide  : 
My  advocate  prove,  with  th'  Father  above, 
And  fpeak  me  at  la.fi  to  the  throne  of  thy  Ioyc.  * 

H  Y  M  N     XXIV. 

1  pOME,  holy  celeftial  Dove, 
V_><   To  viiit  a  fwrawful  bieaft  ; 

burden  of  gull',  to  remove^ 
And  bring  me  aflurance  and  reft' 
C  2 


Q  PENITENTIAL. 

Thou  only,  haft  pow'r  to  relieve 

A  finner  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  load  : 

The  fenfe  of  acceptance  to  give, 

And  fprinkle  his  heart  with  thy  blood  ! 

With  me  if  of  old  thou  haft  ftrove, 

And  ftrangely  withheld  me  from  fin  ; 
And  try'd  by  the  lure  of  thy  love, 

My  worthlefs  affections  to  win  ; 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive  ; 

Thy  uttermoft  mercy  exert'; 
And  kindly  continue  to  ftrive, 

And  hold,  till  I  yield  thee  my  heart. 

Thy  "call,  if  I  ever  have  known, 

And  figh'd  from  myfelf  to  get  free  ; 
And  groan'd  the  unfpeakable  groan, 

And  long'd  to  be  happy  in  thee  j 
Fulfil  the  imperfect  defti-a-  ; 

Thy  peace  to  my  confeience  reveal  ; 
The  fenfe  of  thy  favour  infpire, 

And  give  me  my  pardon  to  feel. 

If  when  I  had  put  thee  to  grief, 

And  madly  to  folly  return'd  ; 
Thy  pity  hath  been  my  relief, 

And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd  T 
Moftpityful  Spirit  of  grace, 

Relieve  me  again,  and  reftore  : 
My  fpirit  in  hoiinefs  raile, 

To  fall  and  to  fuiFer  no  more  ! 

If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  pant  for  a  drop  of  his  love  ; 

If  Jefus  hath  bought  thee  with  blood, 
For  me  to  receive  from  above  : 


PENITENTIAL.  31 

Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come  I 
True  witnefs  of  mercy  divine  ; 

And  make  me  thy  permanent  home,  \ 
And  leal  me  eternally  thine  ! 

HYMN     XXV.     L.  M. 

1  QTAY,  thou  iufulted  Spirit,  ftay, 

lO  Tho'  I  have  done  thee  fuch  defpite  j 
Nor  caft  the  finner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlafting  flight. 

2  Tho'  I  have  fteel'd  my  flubb.om  heart,  . 

And  fhaken  off  my  guilty  fears, 
And  vex'd,  and  urg'd  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  days,  and  months,  and  years  ; 

3  Though  I  have  mod  unfaithful  been, 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receiv'd  ; 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  feen, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  griev'd  : 

4  Yet,  O  !  the  chief  of  fmners  fpare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High-Prieft ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  fvvear 
•  T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  reft. 

5  If  yet  thou  canft  ray  fins  forgive, 

From  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes  ; 
Into  thy  reft  of  love  receive, 

And  blefs  me  with  the  calm  reppfe. 

6  From  now  my  weary  foul  releafe, 

Up-raife  n~e  with%thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  brin^  me  to  the  promis'd  land.. 


32  PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN     XXVI. 

1  XT  TEAR  Y  of  wand'ring  from  my  God, 

V  '»       And  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  hear  and  bow  me  to  the  rod  :  - 

For  thee,  not  without  hope  I  mourn  4 
I  have  an  Advocate  above, 
A  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  O  Jefus,  full  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  fin, 
Yet  once  again  1  feek  thy  face, 

Open  thine  aims,  and  take  me  in  ; 
And  freely  my  backflidings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithlefs  {inner  ftill. 

3  Thou  know  'ft  the  way  to  bring  me  back, 

My  fallen  fpirit  to  reftore  : 
O,  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  fake, 

Forgive,  and  bid  me  (in  no  more  I 
The  ruins  of  my  foul  repair, 
And  make  my  heart  a  houfe  cfpray'r. 

4  Ah  !  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart, 

That  trembles  at  th'  approach  of  I'm  : 
A  godly  fear  of  frn  impart  ; 

Implant  and  root*  it  deep  within  ! 
That  I  may  dread  thy  gracious  pow'r, 
And  never  dare  t'  ofFeiid  thee  more. 

H  Y  M  N     XXVII. 

]    r  b  ^O  the  haven  of  thy  bveaft, 
JL     O  Son  of«i»n,  I  fly, 
Be  mv  refuge  and  inv  reft, 
For  0  ;  the  tem  is  h'izh  I 


PENITENTIAL. 

Save  me  from  the  furious  blaft, 

A  covert  from  the  temped  be  ; 
Hide  me,  Jefus,  till  o'erpaft 

The  fto.rm  of  fin  I  fee. 
Welcome  as  the  water- fpring 

In  a  dry  barren  place  ; 
O  defcend  on  me,  and  bring 

The  fweet  refrefhing  grace  ; 
O'er  a  parched  and  weary  land 

As  a  great  rock  extends  its  (hade, 
Hide  me,  Saviour,  with  thine  hand, 

And  fcreen  my  naked  head. 
In  the  time  of  my  diftrefs 

Thou  haft  my  fuccour  been  ; 
In  my  utter  helpleffnefs 

Retraining  me  from  fin  ; 
O  !   how  fwiftly  didft  thou  move 

To  fave  me  in  the  trying  hour  ! 
Still  protect  me  with  thy  love, 

And  fhield  me  with  thy  pow'r. 
Firft  and  laft,  in  me  perform 

The  work  thou  haft  begun  ; 
Be  my  fhelter  from  the  ftorm, 

My  ftiadow  from  the  fun  : 
Let  me  hang  upon  my  God, 

Till  I  thy  perfect  glory  fee, 
Till  the  fprinkling  of  thy  blood 

Shall  fpeak  me  up    to  thee. 

HYMN     XXVIII.     L.  M. 

OThou  that  hear'ft  when  fmners  cry, 
Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  me  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 


34  PENITENTIAL. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin  : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  prefcnce  from  my  heart* 

5  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Gafi;  out  and  banihVd  from  thy  fight  : 
Thy  faving  flrength,  O  Lord,  reftore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Tho*  I  have  gviev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  ftill  afford: 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentence  jufl: ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  fave  the  foul  condemn'd  to  die. 

f>  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  ; 
.  Sinners  fhall  learn  thy  fov'reign  grace  ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  fhall  praife  a  pard'ning  God. 

1  O  may  t'hy  love  infpire  my  tongue, 
Salvation  (ball  be  all  my  fong  ; 
And  all  my  pow'rs  (hall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord,  my  ftrength  and  lighteoufnefi 

H  Y  M  N     XXIX.     C.  M. 

ould  my  Lord  receive, 
id  the  world  redeem  ; 
Who  gave  his  life,  that  I  might  live 
A  life  conceal'd  in  him  ! 

2  O  that  I  could  the  blefPing  prove, 

My  heart '3  extreme  defue  - 


1    C\  That  I  c 
KJ  Who  did 


PENITENTIAL.  35 

Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  lore, 
And  in  lus  arms  expire  ! 

0  Mercy  I  afk  to  feal  my  peace, 

That,  kept  by  mercy's  power, 
I  may  from  ev'ry  evil  ceale, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more  ! 
4  Now,  if  thy  gracious  will  it  be, 
Ev'n  now  my  lins  remove, 
And  fet  my  foul  at  liberty, 
By  thy  victorious  love. 
3   In  anfwer  to  ten  thou  land  pray'rs, 
Thou  pard'ning  God  defcend  ; 
Number  me  with  falvation's  heirs, 
My  fins  and  troubles  end. 
*  Nothing  I  aik  or  want  befide, 
Of  all  in  earth  or  heav'n  ; 
But  let  me  feel  thy  bk>od  apply 'd, 
And  live  and  die  fcrgiv'n. 

HYMN     XXX. 

1  TpvROOPING  foul,  {hake  off  thy  fears  : 

1  J   Fearful  foul,  be  ftrong,  be  bold  ; 
Tawy  till  the  Lord  appears, 

Never,  never  quit  thy  hold  : 
Murmur  not  at  his  delay, 

Dare  not  fet  thy  God  a  time, 
Calmly  for  his  coming  flay, 

Leave  it,  leave  it  all  to  him.. 

2  Fainting  fcul,  be  bold,  be  ftrong, 

Wait  the  leifurc  of  thy  Lord  ; 
Though  he  feem  to  tarry  long, 
True-  and  faithful  is  his  werd  ; 


Z6  PENITENTIAL, 

On  his  word  my  foul  I  cafr, 

(He  cannot  himfelf  deny) 
Surely  he  will  fpeak  at  laft  : 

He  will  fpeak  ;  he  cannot  lie. 

3  Ev'ry  one,  that  feeks,  fhall  find  : 

Ev'ry  one,  that  aiks,  fhall  have  : 
Chrift,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

Willing,  able  all  to  fave  : 
I  fhall  his  falvation  fee, 

I  in  faith  on  Jefus  call ; 
I  from  fin  fhall  be  fet  free, 

Perfectly  fet  free  from  all. ' 

4  Lord,  my  time  is  in  thy  hand  ; 

Weak  and  helplefs  as  I  am, 
Surely  thou  canft  make  me  ftand  ; 

I  believe  in  Jefu's  name  : 
Saviour,  in  temptation,  thou, 

Thou  haft  fav'd  me  heretofore  : 
Thou  from  fin  dofl  fave  me  nov,  ; 

Thcu  (halt  fave  me  evermore. 

HYMN     XXXI.     C.  M. 

1  TI7HY  fhouldthe  children  of  a  king. 

V  V     G°  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  defcend,  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace  1 

2  Dofl  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  faints, 

And  feal  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banifh  my  complaints, 
'  And  fhew  my  fins  forgiv'n  ; 

$  ^JTire  my  conscience  of  her  part 
J>  the  Redeemer's  blocd  j 


PENITENTIAL. 

And  bear  thy  witnefs  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earneft  of  his  lov», 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
May  thy  ble-ft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Safely  convey  me  home. 

HYMN     XXX  H.     C  M. 

1  TV /I~Y  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  fleep  ye  fo  ? 
J VI    Awake,  my  uuggifh  foul  1 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do  ; 

Yet  nothing's  half  fo  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants  :  for  one  poor  grain 

See  how  they  toil  and.urive  ; 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heav.'n,  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We,  for  whole  fake  all  natujre  (lands, 

And  ftars  their  courfes  jnpve  ; 
We,  for  whole  guards  $hft  angel-bands 
Come  flying  from  above  ; 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 

And  labour'd  for  our  good, 
How  carelefs  tt>  fecure  that  crown 
He  purchas'd  w;th  his  blood  1 

5  Lord,  ihall  we  live  fo  (luggilli  flill, 

And  never  act  our  parts  ? 
Come,  Holy  Dove,  from  th'  heav'nly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  heart;. 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move, 

With  vig'rous  fouls  to  rife, 
With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 
To  fly  and  take  the  prize. 
B 


38  PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN     XXXIII.     C.  M. 

1  "THHOU  Son  of  God,  whofe  flaming  eyes 

JL     Our  inmoft  thoughts  perceive  ; 
Accept  the  ev'ning-facrifice, 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  think  ourfelves  fincere: 
But  fhew  us,  Lord,  is  ev'ry  one 
Thy  real  worlhipper  ? 

3  Is  here  a  foul  that  knows  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee  ? 
A  ftranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

4  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief, 

His  defp'rate  ftate  explain  : 
And  fill  his  heart  with  faered   grief, 
And  penitential  pain. 

5  Speak  with  that  voice  which  wakes  the  dead* 

And  bid  the  fledper,  rife  ; 
And  bid  his  guilty  confcience  dread, 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

6  Exhort  the  cry,  What  muft  be  done 

To  fave  a  wretch  like  me  ? 
How  lhall  a  trembling  fmner  mun 
That  endleis  mifery  ? 

7  I  muft  this  inftant  now  begin 

Out  of  my  fleep  to  wake  ; 
And  turn  to  God,  and  ev'ry  iia 

Continually  forfake. 
I   I  muft  for  faith  mediant  cry, 

And  wreftje,  Lord,  with  thee  I 
I  muft  be  born  again,  or  die 

To  all  eternity ! 


PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN     XXXIV.     C.  M. 

1    y^lOME,  O  thou  all-vi&orious  Lord, 

V>4   Thy  pow'r  to  us  make  known  : 

Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  thefe  hearts  of  {tone. 

3   O  that  we  all  might  now  begin 
Ourfoolifhnefs  to  mourn  1 
And  turn  at  once  from  ev'ry  fin, 
And  to  the  Saviour  turn. 

3  Give  us  ourfelves  and  thee  to  know, 

In  this  our  gracious  day  : 

Repentance  unto  life  bcftow, 

And  take  our  fins  away. 

4  Convince  us  firft  of  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  releafe  ; 
Fill  ev'ry  foul  with  facred  grief, 
And  then  with  facred  peace. 

5  Impov'rifh,  Lord,  and  then  relieve, 

And  then  enrich  the  poor  ; 
The  knowledge  of  our  ficknefs  give, 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

6  That  bleffed  fenfe  of  guilt  impart, 

And  then  remove  the  load  ; 
Trouble  and  wafh  the  troubled  heart, 
In  the  atoning  blood. 

7  Our  defp'rate  ftate,  through  fin,  declare, 

And  fpeak  our  fins  forgiv'n  : 
By  perfect  holinefs,  prepare 
And  take  us  up  to  heav'n. 


40  PENITENTIAL. 

H  Y  ft*  N     XXXV.     C.  M. 

1  T    ONG  have  I  feem'd  to  ferve  thee,  Lord, 

I    a  With  unavailing  pain  ; 
Failed,  and  pray'd,  and  read  thy  word, 
And  heard  it  preach'd  in  vain. 

2  Oft  c\d  I  with  th'  aflembly  join, 

And  near  thy  altar  drew  ; 
A  form  of  rodlinefs  was  mine, 
The  pow'r  I  never  knew. 

"    I  rer?ed  in  the  outward  law, 
Nor  knew  its  deep  defig'n  ; 
The  length  and  breadth  I  never  faw, 
Nor  height,  of  love  divine* 

4  To  pleafe  thee  thus,  at  length  I  fee, 

Vainly  I  hop'd  and  ftro%e  : 
For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee, 
tJnlefs  they  fpring  from  love  ? 

5  I  fere  the  perfect  law  requires 

Truth  in  the  inward  par 
Our  full  confent,  cur  whole  defires, 
Our  undivided  hearts. 

6  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boaft, 

Of  means  an  idol  made  : 

fpirit  in  the  letter  Iqft, 
The  iubfiance,  in  the  (hade. 

I   Where  am  I  now,  or  what  ray  hope  ? 
What  can  my  weaknefs  do  I 

:,  to  thee  my  foul  looks  up  : 
'Tis  thou  mull  make  it  new. 


PENITENTIAL.  41 

HYMN     XXXVI.     C.  M. 

1  /^  OD  is  in  this  and  ev'ry  place  ; 
VJJ"  But  O  !  how  dark  and  void, 
To  me,  'tis  one  great  wildernefs, 

This  earth,  without  my  God. 

2  Empty  of  him  who  all  things  fills, 

Till  he  his  light  impart  : 
Till  he  his  glorious  felf  reveals, 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart. 

3  O  thou  who  feeft  and  know'ft  wy  grief, 

Thyl'elf  unfeen,  unknown, 
Pity  my  helplefs  unbelief, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ftone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye, 

The  long-fought  bleiling  give  : 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face,  and  live. 

5  A  darker  foul  did  never  yet 

Thy  promis'd  help  implore  : 
O  that  1  now  my  Lord  might  meet, 
Aad  never  lofe  him  more  1 

6  Now,  Jefus,  now  the  Father's  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ; 
The  middle  wall  of  fin  remove, 
And  let  me  into  God. 

HYMN     XXXVII.     C.  M. 

1   nHHOU  hidden  God,  for  v.  horn  I  groan, 
X     Till  thou  thyfelt  declare  j 
God,  inacceilible,  unknown, 
Regard  a  fmner's  pray'r  : 
D  2 


42  PENITENTIAL. 


2  A  (inner  welt'ring  in  his  blood, 

Unpurg'd  and  unforgiv'n  ; 

Far  diftant  from  the  living  God, 

As  far  as  hell  from  heav'n. 

3  An  unregen'rate  child  of  man, 

To  thee  for  faith  I  call  : 
Pity  thy  fallen  creature's  pain, 
And  raife  me  from  my  fall  1 

4  The  darknefs  which,  thro'  thee,  I  feel, 

Thou,  only  canfl  remove  ; 
Thine  own  eternal  pow'r  reveal, 
The  Deity  of  Love  1 

5  I  am  in  unbelief  (hut  up, 

But  grace  can  let  me  go  ; 

In  hope,  believing  agdinft  hope, 

I  wait  the  truth  to  know. 

6  Thou  wilt  in  me  reveal  thy  name, 

Thou  wilt  thy  light  afford  : 
Bound  and  opprefs'd,  yet  thine  I  am, 
The  pris'ner  of  the  Lord. 

7  I  would*  not  to  thy  foe  fubtriit ; . 

I  hate  the  tyrant's  chain  ; 
Sei -d  forth  thy  pris'ner  from  the  pit, 
Nor  let  me  cry  in  vain. 

8  Shew  :re  the  blood,  that  bought  my  peace, 

The  cov'nant  blood  apply  ! 
And  nil  >.-y  grarfe  at  once  {ball  ceafe, 
And  all  my  fins  fhall  die, 

9  Now,  Lord,  if  thou  art  pow'r,  defcend  j 

The  mountain  fin  remove  ; 
My  unbelief  and  troubles  end, 
Xf  thcu  art  truth  and  love  I 


PENITENTIAL.  45 

10  Speak  Jefus,  (peak  into  my  heart, 
What  thou  for  me  haft  done  ; 
One  grain  of  living  faith  impart, 
And  God  is  all  my  own. 

H  Y  M  N     XXXVIII.     L.  M. 

1  r  £  ^KOU  man  of  griefs,  remember  me, 

A.     Who  never  canti  thyfelf  forget, 
Thy  laft  myfterious  agony, 

Thy  fainting  yangs,  and  bloody  iVeat  I 

2  When  wreftling  in  the  ftrength  of  pray'r, 

Thy  fpiritfunk  beneath  its  \6    .  ; 
Thy  feeble  flefli  abhorr'd  to  bear 
The  wrath  of  an  Almighty  G 

S    Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  fo, 

Regard  my  fearful  heart's  deli  re  ; 
Remove  tiiis  load  of  g'uiltv  woe, 

Nor  let  me  in  my  (ins  expire  ; 

4  I  tremble,  left  the  wrath  divine, 

Which  bruits  now  my  wretched  foul, 
Should  bruit*  this  wretched  foul  ofibi 

Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

5  To  thee  my  laft  diftrefs  I  bring  ! 

The  he^hten'd  fear  of  death  I  : 
tyrant,  bra 
ar&,  and 

G   I  deprecate  t'  .e, 

Th.r  efe : 

O  fave,  and  e 
Who  trein  t?  and  bled  for 


44  PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN     XXXIX.     L.  M. 

1  "1  "    ORD  Jefus,  when,  when  fliall  it  be, 

I  ~i  That  I  no  more  fliall  break  with  thee! 
When  will  this  war  of  paffions  ceafe, 
And  my  free  foul  enjoy  thy  peace  ? 

2  Here  I  repent,  and  fin  again  ; 
Now  I  revive,  and  now  am  ilain ; 
Slain  with  the  fame  unhappy  dart, 
Which  Oh  !  too  often  wounds  my  heart  I 

3  O  Saviour,  when,  when  mail  I  be 
A  garden  feal'd  to  all  but  thee  ? 

No  more  expos'd,  no  more  undone  ;   • 
But  live  and  grow  to  thee  alone  ?  ' 

4  Guide  thou,  O  Lard,  guide  thou  my  courfe, 
And  draw  me  on  with  thy  fweet  force  : 
Still  make  me  walk,  ftill  make  me  tend, 

By  thee  my  way,  to  thee  my  end. 

HYMN     XL.     L.  M. 

1  /^\  GOD,  to  whom,  in  flefli  reveal'd, 
V_>/  The  helplefs  all  forfuccour  came  ; 
The  fick  to  be  reliev'd  and  heal'd, 

And  found  falvation  in  thy  name. 

2  With  publicans  and  harlots  I, 

In  thefe  thy  Spirit's  gofpe]  days, 

To  thee,  the  finner's  friend,  draw  nigh, 

And  humbly  fue  for  faving  grace. 

3  Thou  feeft  me  helplefs  and  diftrefs'd, 

Feeble,  and  faint,  and  blind,  and  poor  : 
Weary,  I  come  to  thee  for  reft, 
And  fick  of  fm  implore  a  cure. 


PENITENTIAL.  45 

4  Mv  Tin's  incurable  difeafe, 

Thou,  Jefus,  thou  alone  canft  heal  : 
Infpire  me  with  thy  pow'r  and  peace, 
And  pardon  on  my  confcience  feal. 

5  A  touch,  a  word,  a  look  from  thee, 

(van  turn  my  heart  and  make  it  clean  ; 
Can  purge  the  inbred  leprofy. 
And  fave  me  from  my  bofom-fin. 

6  Lord,  if  thou  wilt.  I  do  believe, 

Thou  canft  the  laving  grace  impart  ; 
Thou  canft  this  inftant  now  forgive, 
And  ftamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

7  My  heart,  which  now  to  thee  I  raife, 

I  know  thou  canft  this  moment  cleanfe  ; 
The  deepeft  ftnins  of  fin  efface, 
And  drive  the  evil  fpirit  hence. 

S   Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ! 

Accompli fh  now  thy  work  in  me  ; 
And  let  my  foul,  to  health  reftor'd. 
Devote  its  little  all  to  thee  1 

H  Y  M  N     XLI.     L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  thy  far-extended  fame 

J    My  dropping  foul  exuits  to  hear  ; 
Thy  name,  thy  all-reftoring  name, 
Is  mulic  in  a  finner's  ear.  ' 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  did  ft  receive, 

With  comfortable  words  and  kitld  ; 
Their  forrows  cheer'd,  their  wants  reliev'd, 
Heai'd  the  diicas'd  and  cui'd  tfee  blind. 


46  SUPPLICATION 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Saviour  flill, 

In  ev'ry  place  and  age  the  fame  ? 

Haft  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  fkill  ; 

Or  loft  the  virtue  of  thy  name? 

4  Faith  in  thy  changelefs  name  I  have ; 

The  good,  the  kind,  phylician,  thou 
Art  able  now  our  fouls  to  fave, 
Art  willing  to  reftore  them  now. 

5  Though  eighteen  hundred  years  are  paft, 

Since  thoudidft  in  the  fleih  appear  ; 
Thy  tender  mercies  ever  laft, 

And  ftill  thy  healing  pow'r  is  here. 

6  Wouldft  thou  the  body's  health  reftore, 

And  not  regard  the  fin-Gck  foul  ! 
The  ftn-fick  foul  thou  lov'ft  much  more, 
Andfurely  thou  wilt  make  it  whole. 

7  All  my  difeafe,  my  ev'ry  fin, 

To  thee,  O  Jefus,  I  confefs  : 
In  pardon,  Lord,  my  cure  begin, 
And  perfect  me  in  holinefs. 
$   That  token  of  thine  utmoft  good, 

Now,  Saviour,  now  on  me  beftow  ; 

And  purge  my  confcience  with  thy  blood, 

And  wafh  my  nature  white  as  fnow. 


SUPPLICATION  AND  PRAYER. 
HYMN     XLII. 
1   TTAPPY  foul,  that  free  from  harms, 
.  JL  JL  Refts  within  his  Shepherd's  arms  I 
Who  his  quiet  (hall  moleft  ? 
Who  fhall  violate  his  reft? 


AND    P1AYER.  47 

Jefus  doth  his  fpirit  bear, 

Jefus  takes  his  ev'ry  care  ; 

He  who  found  the  wand'ring  flieep, 

Jefus  ftill  delights  to  keep. 

2  O  that  I  might  fo  believe, 
Stedfaftly  to  Jefus  eleave  ; 
On  his  only  love  rely, 
Smile  at  the  deftroyer  nigh  ! 
Free  from  fin  and  fervile  fear, 
Have  my  Jefus  ever  near  ; 

A  11  his  care  rejoice  to  prove  ; 
All  his  paradife  of  love. 

3  Jefus,  feek  thy  wand'ring  fheep, 
Bring  me  back,  and  lead,  and  keep  ; 
Take  on  thee  my  ev'ry  care  ; 

Bear  me,  on  thy  bofom  bear  ; 
Let  me  know  my  Shepherd's  voice., 
More  and  more  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
More  and  more  of  thee  receive, 
Ever  in  thy  Spirit  live  : 

4  Live,  till  all  thy  life  I  know, 
Perfect  through  my  Lord  below  ; 
Gladly  then  from  earth  remove, 
Gather'd  to  the  fold  above: 

O  that  I  at  laft  may  (land 
AVith  the  fhtep  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Take  the  crown  fo  freely  giv'n  : 
Enter  in  by  thee  to  heav'n. 

HYMN     XLIII. 
1    ~]^  /TAKER,  Saviour  of  mankind  ; 
A.YJL  Wh«.  haft  on  me  beftow'd 
An  immortal  foul,  delign'd 
To  be  the  houfe  or  God  : 


43  SUPPLICATION 

Come,  and  now  re  fide  in  me, 

Never,  never  to  remove  j 
Make  me  juft,  and  good,  like  thee, 

And  full  of  pow'r  and  love. 
2   Bid  me  in  thine  image  rile, 

A  faint,  a  creature  new; 
True,  and  merciful,  and  wife, 

And  pure  and  happy  too  : 
This  thy  primitive  delign, 

That  I  lhould  in -thee  be  bled  ; 
Should,  within  thine  arms  divine, 

For  ever,  ever  reft. 
8   Let  thy  will  in  me  be  done  ; 

Fulfil  my  heart's  delire, 
Thee  to  kaow,  and  love  alone, 

And  rife  in  raptures  high  r. 
Thee  defcending  on  a  cloud 

When  with  ravilh'd  eyes  I  fee  ; 
Then  lhall  I  be  fill'd  with  God 

To  ail  eternity  I 

HYMN     XLIV. 

1  /""^  OD  of  my  falvation  hear, 
VJ?"   And  help  me  to  believe  ; 

Simply  do  1  now  draw  near, 

Thy  bltjQSingto  receive  : 
*    Full  cfp;u ilt, -alas  I  I  am, 

But  to  thy  wounds  for  refuge  flee  • 
Friend  of  linners,  ipotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  thed  for  me. 

2  Standing  now  as  newly  {lain, 

To  thee  I  lift  mine  eye, 
Balm  of  r.ll  my  grief  and  pain, 
Tny  blood  is  always  nicjto  : 


A>'D    PS  AVER.  49 

Now  as  yefterday,  the  fame 

Thou  art,  and  wilt  forever  be  : 
Friend  of  Tinners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  (bed  for  me. 
Nothing  have  1,  Lord,  to  pay. 

Which  can  thy  grace  procure  ; 
Empty  fend  me  not  away, 

For  I,  thou  know 'ft,  am  poor  : 
Duft  and  allies  is  my  name, 

My  all  is  fin  and  mifery  : 
Friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  fhed  for  me. 
No  good  word,  or  work,  or  thought, 

Bring  I  to  buy  thy  grace  ; 
Pardon  J  accept  unbought, 

Thy  proffer  I  embrace  ; 
Coming,  as  at  firft  I  came, 

To  take,  and  not  beftow  on  thee z 
Friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  fhed  for  me. 
Saviour,  from  thy  wounded  fide 

I  never  will  depart, 
Here  will  1  my  fpirit  hide 

When  I  am  pure  in  heart  : 
Till  my  place  above  I  claim, 

Tins  only  {hall  be  all  my  plea, 
Friend  of  Turners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  (bed  for  me. 

HYMN     XLV. 

COME,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  rejoice, 
In  hope  that  I  /hall  hear  thy  voice, 
Shall  one  day  fee  my  God  ; 
E 


50  SUPPLICATION" 

Shall  ceafe  from  all  my  fin  and  ftrife., 
Handle  and  tafte  the  word  of  life, 
And  feel  the  fprinkled  blood. 

2  I  (hall  not  always  make  my  moan, 
Nor  worfhip  thee  a  God  unknown, 

But  I  (hall  live  to  prove 
Thy  people's  reft  and  faints'  delight, 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  depth,  and  height 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

3  Rejoicing  now  in  earned  hope, 

I  ftand,  and  from  the  mountain-top 

See  all  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rife, 
And  all  the  fruit  of  paradife 

In  endlefs  plenty  grow  : 

4  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favour'd  with  God's  peculiar  fmile, 

•With  ev'ry  bleffingbleft  ; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteoufnefs, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  everiaib.ng  reft. 

5  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up, 
No  more  on  ibis  fide  Jordan  flop, 

But  now  the  land  poiTefs  ; 
This  moment  end  my  legal  years, 
Sorrows,  and  fins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

An  howling  wildernefs  i 

6  Now,  O  my  jofhua,  bring  me  in, 
Caft  out  thy  foes,  the  inbred  fin, 

The  carnal  mind  remove  ; 
The  purchafe  of  thy  death  divide, 
And  O,  with  all  the  faactify'd, 

Give  me  a  lot  of  love  1 


AND    PRAYER.  51 

HYMN     XLVI. 

]  ^"^lODofall  grace  and  majefty, 
Vjf  Supremely  great  and  good, 
If  I  have  mercy  found  with  thee, 

Through  the  atoning  blood  ; 
The  guard  of  all  thy  mercies  give, 

And  to  my  parelcn  join 
A  fear,  left  I  fhould  ever  grieve 

Thy  gracious  Spirit  divine. 

2   If  mercy  is  indeed  with  thee, 

May  I  obedient  prove, 
Nor  e'er  abufe  my  liberty, 

Or  fin  againft  thy  love  : 
This  choiceft  fruit  of  faith  beftow 

On  a  poor  fojourner  ; 
And  let  me  pafs  my  days  below, 

In  hurablenefs  and  fear. 

5   St'U  may  I  walk  as  in  thyfighi, 

My  ftriet  ebferver  fee  ; 
And  thou,  byrev'rent  love,  unite 

My  child-like  heart  to  thee  : 
Stiil  let  me,  till  my  days  arc  paft, 

At  Jefu'sfeet  abide  ; 
So  (hall  he  lift  me  up  at  laft, 

And  feat  me  by  his  fide. 

HYMN     XLVII.     C.  M. 

1    "T  WANT  a  principle,  within, 
JL  Of  jealous  godly  icar, 
A  feniibility  of  fin, 
A  pain  to  feci  it  near. 


52  SUPPLICATION 

2   That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  part, 
No  more  thy  goodnefs  grieve, 
The  filial  awe,  the  loving  heart, 
The  tender  confcience  give. 

S   Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
O  God,  my  confcience  make, 
Awake  my  foul,  when -fin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  ftill  awake. 

4  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  ftray, 

That  moment,  Lord,  reprove, 
And  let  me  weep  my  life  away, 
For  having  griev'd  thy  love. 

5  O  1  may  the  leaft  omifhon  pain 

My  well-inilructed  foul  ; 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again, 
Which  makes  the  wounded  whole. 

H  Y  M  N     XLVIII.     S.  M, 

1  "]\/|"Y  God,  my  life,  ray  love, 
_iVJL  To  thee,  to  thee  I  call  j 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 

For  thou  art  ail  in  all. 

2  Thy  fhining  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  1  dweil  : 
'Tis  paradife'when  thou  art  litre, 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell. 

3  The  fmiiings  of  thy  face 

How  amiable  they  are  ! 
'Tis  heav'n  to  reft  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  elie  but  there. 


AND     PRATER.  53 


4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  blifs  ; 
They  fit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  drtell  where  Jefus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  hcav'nly  place, 
If  God  his  refidence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  fty, 

Can  one  delight  afford  ; 
No.  not  one  drop  of  real  joy. 
Without  thy  prefcnce,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  fea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleafures  roll  ; 
The  circle  where  my  paitions  move. 
And  centre  of  my  foul. 

£   To  thee  my  fpirits  fly 
With  infinite  devfire  : 

And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie  ! 
Dear  Jeius,  raife  me  hie.h'r. 


H  Y  M  N     XLIX.     L.  M. 

Thirft,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
JL  To  wafn  me  in  thy  clean  lin£  blood  ; 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds  ;  then  pain 
Is  fvveet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  ic  be 
For  ever  clos'd  to  nil  but  thee  ! 

thou  my  breaft,  and  let  me  wear 
That  olfcd -e  of  love  for  ever  there. 
E   2 


6  1  SUPPLICATION 

5   How  blefl  are  they  who  Mill  abide 
Cicfe  melter'd  in  thy  bleeding  fide  ! 
Wlio  life  and  ftrength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  fin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe  : 
Thou  givHt  the  pow'r  thy  grace  to  move, 
O  wond'i  ous  grace  1  O  boundlefs  love  1 

5  How  can  it  be,  thou  heav'nly  King, 
That  thou  fhou'd'it  us  to  glory  bring; 
Make  {laves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Drck'd  with  a  never-fading  crown  ? 

6  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  loft,  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  befide^ 

''  My  Lord,  my  love,  ib  crucify 'd." 

7  Ah  !  Lord,  enlarge  our  icanty  thought,    . 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  hail  wrought ; 
Unloofe  our  fiamm 'ring  tongues  to  tell 
Thy  love  immeni'e,  unlearchaole  I 

8  Fiiit-born  of raany  brethret* thou, 
To  thee,  lo  !  all  jui  fouls  we  bow  ; 

To  thee  our  hearts  and  harids  we  give  ; 
Thine  ma)    >,  j  die,  thine  may  we  live. 

H  Y  M  N     L. 
*  AVIOUR,  the  world's  and  mine, 


CAT 


as  ever  grief  like  thine  ? 
Thon  my  pain,  my  curie  hale  tgok, 

Ail  nay  tins  were  laid  on  thee  ; 
Help  me,  Lord,  to  thee  I  look  ; 

Draw  iae?  Saviour^  after  thee. 


AND     PRAYER.  55 

2  To  love  is  all  my  wifh, 

I  only  live  for  this; 
Grant  tnej  Lord,  my  heart's  defirc, 

Ever  there  by  faith  to  dwell  : 
This  I  always  will  require, 

Thee,  and  only  thee  to  feel. 

3  Thy  pow'r  I  pant  to  prove, 

Rooted  and  fix'd  in  love: 
Strenothen'd  by  thy  Spirit's  might, 

Wife  to  fathom  things  divine  ; 
What  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height, 

What  the  depth  cf  love  like  thine. 

4  Ah  pive  me  this  to  know, 

With  all  thy  faints  below  ; 
Swells  my  foul  to  corapafs  thee  ; 

Gafps  in  ihee  to  live  and  move  : 
Fill'd  with  all  the  Deity, 

All  imniers'd  and  loll  in  love  ! 

HYMN     LI.      C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord, 
^J    Thy  bleiTmg  we  implore, 

Open  the  door  to  preach  thy  word, 
The  great,  effectual  door. 

2  Gather  the  cutcafh  in,  and  f;*ve 


From  fin  and  Satan's  pow: 


And  let  them  now  acceptance  have, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

Lover  of  foulsr  thou  know'ft  to  prize 
What  thou  haft  bought  fo  dear  : 

Come  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes, 
With  all  thy  wounds  appear! 


JC>  SUPPLICATION 

4  Appear,  as  when  of  old  tonfeft, 

The  fuff'ritig  Son  of  God  ; 
And  let  them  fee  thee  in  thy  veil 
But  newly  dipt  in  blood. 

5  rihe  (tony  from  their  hearts  remove, 

Thou,  who  for  all  hafr  dy'd  ; 
Shew  them  the  tokens  of  thy  love, 
Thy  feet,  thy  hands  thy  iide  ! 

6  Thy  feet  were  nail'd  to  yonder  tree, 

To  tramble  down  their  fin  ; 
Thy  hands  they  all  ftretch'd  out  may  fee. 
To  take  thy  murd'rers  in. 

7  Thy  fide  an  open  fountain  is, 

Where  all  may  freely  go. 
And  drink  the  living-  ftreams  of  blifs, 

And  warn  them  white  as  fnow. 

8  Ready  thou  art  the  blood  t'  apply, 

And  prove  the  record  true  ; 
And  all  thy  wounds  to  Hhners  cry, 
4V  I  fufFei'd  this  far  you  '." 

HYMN     LIL 

1  "T    EADER  of  faithful  fouls,  and  guide 
JL-J  Of  all  that  travel  to  the  iky, 
Gome,  and  with  us,  even  us  abide, 

Wn<o  would  on  thee  alone  rely  ; 
On  thee  alone  our  fpirits  flay, 
Wiiile  held  in  life's  uneven  way. 

2  Stingers  and  pilgrims  here  below, 

This  earth  we  know  is  not  our  place  ; 


AND     PRAYER. 


57 


We  haften  through  the  vale  of  woe  ; 

And  reftlefs  to  behold  thy  face, 
Swift  to  our  hcav'nly  country  move, 
Our  everlafting  home  above. 

3  We've  no  abiding  city  here, 

But  leek  a  city  out  of  light  ; 
Thither  our  fteady  courfe  we  (leer, 

Afpiringto  the  plains  of  light, 
Jerufalem,  the  faints'  abode  ; 
Whoie  founder  is  the  living  God. 

4  Patient  th'  appointed  race  to  run, 

This  weary  world  we  caft  behind  ; 
From  flrength  to  ftrength  we  travel  on, 

The  new  Jerufalem  to  find  : 
Our  labour  this,  our  only  aim, 
To  find  the  new  Jerufalem. 

5  Thro'  thee,  who  ail  our  fins  haft  borne, 

Freely  and  grac.oufly  fcrgiv'n, 
With  fong-,  to  Zion  we  return, 

Contending  for  our  native  heav'n  : 
That  palace  uf  our  glorious  King  ; 
We  find  it  nearer  while  we  ling, 
ft  Rais'd  by  the  breath  of  love  divine, 

We  urge  our  way  with  ftrength  renew'd; 
The  church  of  the  firft-born  to  join, 

We  travel  to  the  mount  of  God  ; 
W'th  jpy  upon  cur  heads  we  rife, 
To  meet  our  Saviour  in  the  fides. 

H  Y  M  N     LITI. 
ace 


SON  of  God,  if  thy  free  g; 
Again  hi  t'r  tais'd  me  up, 
CaH'd  me  ftlll  to  feek  thy  fa:e, 
And  giv'n  me  back  my  hope  ; 


58  SUPPLICATION* 

Still  thy  timely  help  afford, 

And  dll  thy  loving-  kindn&fa  fhow  ; 
Keep  rae,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let. me  go. 
2   By  me,  O  my  Saviour,  (land 

In  lore  temptation's  hour  ! 
Save  me  with  thine  out-ftretch'd  hand, 

And  fijew  forth  all  thy  pow'r: 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Thy  ail  fuflicient  grace  be  (low  : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 
S   Give  me,   Lord,  a  holy  fear, 

And  fix  it  in  my  heart, 
That  I  may  from  evil  near, 

With  fpeedy  care  depart: 
Sin  be  more  than  hell  abhorr'd, 

Till  thou  deftroy  the  tyrant  foe  : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 
4.   Never  let  me  leave  thy  breast, 

Nor  from  my  Saviour  ftray  ; 
•Thou  art  my  fupport  and  reft, 

My  true  and  living  way: 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

In  heay'n  above,  and  earth  below: 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

H  Y   M  N     LIV. 
1    T     ORD  1  and  is  thine  Anver  gone  ! 
JL^  And  art  thou  pacify'd  ? 
After  all  that  T  have  done, 


AJCD     PHAYER. 

Infinite  thy  mercies  are  ; 

Beneath  the  weight)  I  cannot  move  : 
O,  'tis  more  than  I  can  bear. 

The  fenfe  of  pard'ning  love  ! 

2   Let  it  ftill  my  heart  conftrain, 

And  all  my  pafiions  fway  ; 
Keep  me,  left  I  turn  again 

Out  of  the  narrow  way; 
Force  my  yi'lrnce  to  be  ftill. 

And  captivate  my  ev'ry  thought; 
Charm,  and  melt,  and  change  my  'will, 

And  bring  me  down  to  nought. 

S  If  I  have  begun  once  more 

Thy  fweet  return  to  feel  ; 
If  ev'n  now  I  find  thy  pow'r 

Prefent  my  foul  to  heal  ; 
Still  and  quiet  may  I  lie, 

Nor  ftruggle  out  of  thine  embrace  ; 
Never  mere  re  lift,  or  fly 

From  thy  purfuing  grace. 

4  To  the  crofs,  thine  altar,  bind 

Me  with  the  cords  of  love  ; 
Freedom  let  me  never  find 

From  my  dear  Lord  to  move  ; 
That  I  never,  never  more 

May  with  my  much  lov'd  Mafterpa,rt, 
To  the  pods  of  mercy's  door, 

O  nail  my  willing  heart. 

5  See  my  utter  helpleffnefi, 

And  leave  me  not  alone, 
O  preferve  in  perfect  peace, 
And  leal  me  for  thine  own? 


60  SUPPLICATION 

More  and  more  thyfclf  reveal, 
Thy  prefence  let  me  always  fifcd ; 

Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  heal, 
My  feeble,  fin-fick  mind. 

6   As  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

Thy  weakeft  fervant  keep  ; 
Help  me  at  thy  feet  to  lie, 

And  there  for  ever  weep  : 
Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  o'erflow, 

That  I  have  any  hope  of  heav'n  ; 
Much  of  love  I  ought  to  know, 

For  I  have  much  forgiv'n. 

HYMN     LV. 

1  r  I  ^HEE  will  I  love,  my  ftrength,  my  tow'r, 

JL     Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown,  ■ 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  rny  pow'r, 
In  all  my  works  and  thee  alone : 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fill  my  whole  foul  with  chafte  defire. 

2  Ah!  why  did  I  fo  late  thee  know, 

Thee,  lovelier  than  the  fons  of  men  ; 
Ah!  why  did  1  no  fooner  go 

To  thee,  the  only  eafe  in  pnin  ? 
Afham'd  I  figh  and  inly  mourn, 
That  I  fo  late  to  thee  did  turn. 

3  In  darknefs  willingly  I  ftray'd  ; 

I  fought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  rov'd  ; 
Far  wide  my  wand'ring  thoughts  were  fprea«l, 

Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  lov'd  ; 
And  now  if  more  at  length  I  fee, 
'Tis  thro'  thy  light  and  comes  from  thee. 


AND    PRATER.  61 

4  I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  fhin'd; 
I  thank  thee,  who  haft  overthrown 

My  foes,  and  heal'd  my  wounded  mind  : 
T  -  ..ink  thee,  whofe  enliv'ning  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

5  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 

uff  '.  me  again  to  ftray  ; 

Strengthen  my  feet  with  fteady  pace, 

Still  to  prefi  forward  in  the  way  ; 

and  rlefh,  O  Lord  of  might, 

Fill>  fatiate  with  thy  heav'nly  light. 

HYMN     LVI.     C.  M. 

";.    >:-'TNTTrE,  unexhaufted  love! 
JL  J^us  and  love  are  one  ; 
If  (lill  to  me  thy  bowels  move, 
They  are  reftrain'd  to  none. 

2  What  fhal!  I  do  my  God  to  love  ? 

My  loving  God  to  p  aii>  ? 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height,  to  prove^ 
And  depth  of  fov'tcign  grace  ? 

3  Thy  W'reign  grace  to  ail  extends, 

I  umenfe  and  unconfin'd  ; 
From  a;;e  to  age  it  never  ends, 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

4  Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  knows, 

Wide  as  infinity  ; 
So  v  i  ie,  it  never  pafs'd  by  one, 
Oi'  it  had  oafs'd  by  me. 
F 


62  SUPPLICATION 

5  My  trefpafs  was  grown  up  to  heav'n  ; 

But  far  above  the  ikies  ! 
In  ChrHi  abundantly  forgiv'n, 
I  lee  thy  mercies  rife  ! 

6  The  depth  of  all-redeeming  love, 

What  angel-tongue  can  tell  ? 
O  may  I  to  the  utmoft  prove 
The  gift  unl'ptrakable  ! 

7  Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take 

Poffeflion  of  thine  own  1 
My  longing  heart  vouchfafe  to  make 
Thine  everlafting  throne  ! 

S   AlTert  thy  claim,  maintain  thy  right, 
Come  quickly  from  above  : 
And  link  me  to  perfection's  height, 
The  depth  of  humble  love. 

HYMN     LVII.     C.  M. 

1  pOME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofr, 
V>4    One  God  in  perfons  three, 

Bring'  back  the  heavenly  blelling  loft 
By  all  mankind  and  me. 

2  Thv  favour,  and  thy  nature  too, 

To  me,  to  all  reftore  ; 
Forgive,  and  after  God  renew, 
And  keep  me  evermore. 

3  Eternal  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs, 

Diiplay  thy  beams  divine, 
And  cauie  the  glories  of  thy  face, 
Upon  my  heart  to  fhine. 


AWD     PRAYER.  65 

4  Light  in  thy  light,  O  may  I  fee, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ! 
Reviv'd,  and  cheer'd,  and  bleft  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pard'ning  love  ! 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  ferene, 

And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconciled* 
♦5  That  all-comprifing  peace  beftm 


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On  me  through  grace  forgivn  ; 
The  joys  of  holinefs  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heav'n  ! 

HYMN     LVIII. 
1    f^  ALMIGHTY  God  of  love, 
\^S  Thy  holy  arm  difplay  I 
Send  me  fuccour  from  above, 

In  this  my  evil  day; 
Arm  my  weaknefs  with  thy  povv'r, 

Woman's  feed  appear  within  '. 
Be  my  fafeguard  and  my  towV 

Again  ft  the  face  of  fin. 
2   Rock  of  my  falvation,  hade, 

Extend  tky  ample  fhadc, 
Let  it  over  me  be  caft, 

And  fcreen  my  naked  head  : 
Save  me  from  the  trying  hour  ; 

Thou  my  fure  protection  be  ; 
Shelter  me  from  Satan's  power, 

Till  I  am  f.x'd  on  thee. 
S   Set  upon  the  Rock  my  iVet, 

And  make  mc  furely  ftand  ; 
From  temptations'  rage  and  heat, 

Cover  me  with  thine  hand  j 


64  SUPPLICATION 

Let  me  in  thy  cleft  be  plac'd  ; 

Never  from  my  fence  remove  ; 
In  thine  arms  of  love  embrac'd, 

Of  ever  lading  love. 


HYMN     LIX.     L.  M. 

1  /""^OME,  Saviour,  Jefus,  from  above  ! 
V_>4  Aflift  me  with  thy  heav'nly  grace  ; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love, 

And  for  thyitlf  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  f acred  pre  fence  fill, 

And  let  my  longing  fpirit  free  ! 
Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  feaft  on  thee. 

5  While  in  tMs  region  here  below, 

No  other  good  will  I  purine  : 
I'll  bid  this  world  of  noife  and  Oiow, 
With  ail  its  glitt'ring  fnares,  adieu. 

4  That  path  with  humble  fpeed  I'll  leek, 
In  which  my  Saviours  footfteps  mine  ; 
Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  fpeak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

£   Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 
Divide  this  confecrate-d  foul  : 
Poffefs  it  thou  who  haft  the  right, 
As  Lord  and  Mailer  of  the  whole. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  defire, 

But  thy  pure  love  within  my  bread  ; 
This,  only  this,  will  I  require, 
And  freely  give  up  all  the  reft. 


AND     PRAYER.  6  5 

H  Y  M  N     LX.     S.   M. 

1   r  |~VIK  praying-  fpirit  breathe, 
*  JL     The  watching-  pow'r  impart  ; 
From  all  entanglements  beneath 

Call  off  my  peaceful  heart  j 
My  feeble  mind  fuftain, 

By  worldly  thoughts  oppreft  ; 
Appear  and  bid  rae  turn  again 

To  my  eternal  reft. 

S   Swift  to  my  lefcue  come, 

Thine  own  this  moment  feize. 
Gather  my  wand'ring  fpirit  'home, 

And   keep  in  perfect  peace  : 
Suiter'd  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Arrefr.  the  pris'ner  of  thy  love, 

Attd  (hat  me  up  in  God. 

H  Y  M  N     LXI.     C.    M. 

1  OHEPHERD  divine,  our  wants  relieve, 
KJ   In  this  our  evil  day; 

To  all  thy  tempted  foflr*wers  give 
The  pow'r  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  Long-  as  our  fi'ry  trials  laft, 

Long  as  the  crofs  we  bear  : 
O  let  our  fouls  on  thee  be  call 
In  never-ceaimg-  pray-'r  ! 

3  The  fpirit  of  interceding  grace 

Give  us  in  faith  to  cl.aim  ; 
To  wreftle  till  we  fee  thy  face, 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

F  2 


66  SUPPLICATION 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  impart^ 

Till  thou  thyfelf  bellow  ; 
Be  this  the  cry  of  ev'ry  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

5  I  will  not  let  thee  go,  unlefs 

Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me  ; 
With  all  thy  great  falvation  blefs 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

6  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain-top, 

Behold  thy  open  face  ; 
Where  faith  in  light  is  fvvallow'd  up, 
And  pray'r  in  endlefs  praife. 

HYMN     LXII.     S.  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  ftrength,,  my  hope, 
J    On  thee  I  caft  my  care, 

With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hear'il  my  pray'r  ; 

Givs  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do, 

On  thee,  Almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  fober  mind, 

A  felf-renouncing  will 
That  tramples  down  and  calls  behind, 

The  baits  of  pleafing  ill  : 
A  foul  inur'd  to  pain, 

To  hardfhip,  grief,  and  iofs  : 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  fuftain, 


The  confec  rated 


:i  o 


I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  decerning  eye, 

That  looks  to  thee  when  fin  is  near, 

And  fees  the  tempter  fly  j 


A^D    PRAYKR.  67 

A  fpirit  Mill  prepar'd, 

And  arra'd  with  jealous  care^ 
For  ever  {landing  on  its  guard, 
*        And  watching"  unto  pray'r. 
•  I  want  a  heart  to  pray, 

To  pray  and  never  ctafe, 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  itay, 

Or  wifh  rny  fuff'rings  lefs  : 
This  bleffing  above  all — 

Always  to  pray  I  want, 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call, 

And  never,  never  faint. 
I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  finale,  fteady  aim, 
Uninov'd  by  threat'ning  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name  ; 
A  jealous,  juf!  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praife  ; 
A  pure  deli  re  that  all  may  learn, 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

I  reft  upon  thy  word, 

The  piomife  is  for  me  : 
My  fuccour  and  falvatiou,  Lord, 

Shall  fureiy  come  from  thee  : 
But  let  in?  (till  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  ihbu  my  patient  fpirit  guide 

Into  thy  pe  feet  love. 

H  Y  M  N     LXIII. 

TTELP,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly  ; 
ll  And  flill  my  tempted  foul  ftand  by, 
Throughout  the  evil  day  j 


63  SUPPLICATION 

The  facred  watchfulnefs  impart, 
And  keep  the  iiiues  of  my  heart, 
And  ftir  me  up  to  pray. 

2  My  foul  with  thy  whole  armour  arm, 
In  each  approach  of  fin,  alarm, 

And  ihew  the  danger  near; 
Surround,  fuftain,  and  (Irengthen  me, 
And  fill  with  godly  jealoufy. 

And  fan ctifying  fear. 

3  Whene'er  my  carelefs  hands  hang-  down, 
O  let  me  fee  thy  gathering  frown, 

And  feel  thy  warning  eye  ; 
And  frart'mg,  crv,  from  ruin's  brink, 
Save,  Jefus,  or  I  yield,  I  link  1 

O  lave  me,  or  I  die  ! 

4  If  near  the  pit  I  railily  dray, 
Before  1  wholly  fall  away. 

The  keen  conviction  dart ; 
"Recall  me  by  that  pitying  look, 
That  kind  upbraiding  glance,  which  broke 

Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 

0  In  me  thine  utmcPc  mercy  Ihow, 
And  make  me  like  thyfelf  below, 

Unblamable  in  grace  ; 
Ready  prepar'd  and  fitted  here, 
By  perfect  holinefs  t'  appear 

Before  thy  glorious  face. 

H  Y  M  N     LXIV.     L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
^|    On  whom  I  caft  my  pv'ry  care, 

On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
Jnfpire,  and  thea  accept  my  pray'r. 


AND    PRAYER. 

2  If  I  have  tafted  of  thy  grace, 

The  grace  that  fure  falvaJon  brings  ; 
If  with  me  now  thy  Spirits  Hays, 

And  hov'ring,  hides  me  with  his  wings 

3  Still  let  him  with  my  weaknefs  (lay, 

Nor  for  a  moment's  fpace depart: 
Evil  amd  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep  till  he  renews  my  heart. 

4  When  to  the  right  or  left  I  (tray, 

His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear, 
"  Return,  and  walk  in  Chrift  thy  way, 
"  Flyback  to  Cliriit,  for  fin  is  near." 

5  His  facred -unction  from  above 

Be  [til]  my  comforter  and  guide  ; 
Tiil  all  the  ftony  he  remove, 
An.;  i  .  my  loving  heart  refide. 

6  Jefus,  I  fain   would  walk  in  thee, 

Tv    n  nature's  ev'ry  path  retreat: 
Thou  ..;t  my  way,  my  leader  be, 
And  fet  upon  the  rock  my  feet. 

7  Uphold  me,  Saviour,  or  I  fall  ; 

O  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  1 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call  ; 
Only  by  faith  in   thee  I  Hand. 

HYMN     LXV.     S.  M. 

A     CHARGE  to  keep  I  have  : 
±\.  A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never-dying  foul  to  fave, 
And  fit  it  for  the  Iky  ; 


40  SUPPLICATION 

To  ferve  the  prefent  age, 
My  calling  to  fulfil  ; 
*      O  may  it  all  mv  pow'rs  engage 
To  do  my  Matter's  will. 

2        Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  fight  to  live  ; 
And  O  thy  fervant,  Lord,  prepare 

A  flricvt  account  to  give  : 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyfelf  rely  : 
Alfur'd  if  I  my  trull  betray, 

I  fliall  for  ever  die. 

HYMN     LXVI. 

1  ~OE  it  my  only  wifdom  here, 

JL3  To  ferve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude  ; 
Superior  fenfe  may  I  difplay, 
By  fhuuning  ev'ry  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good. 

2  That  I  may  fhil  from  fin  depart, 
A  wife  and  underftanding  heart, 

Jdus,  to  me  be  giv'n  1 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know, 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 

And  find  my  way  to  heav'n. 

H  Y  M  N     LXVII.     S.  M. 

1         I^ODof  almi-hty  love, 

VJ)»    £  y  \. '  i  o  fe  f  u  fli  c  ie  n  t  grace, 
I  life  my  heart  to  things  above, 
And  humbly  feck  thy  face  ; 


AND    PRAYER.  71 

Thro'  Jefus  ChriA  the  juft, 
My  taint  defire  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodnefs  truft,  • 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 
Whate'er  I  lay  or  do, 
Thy  glory  be  my  aim  ; 
My  off'rings  all  be  ofFer'd  through 
The  evcr-bleffed  name  ; 
Jefus,  my  Tingle  eye 

Be  fix'd  on  thee  alone  ; 
Thy  name  be  prais'd  on  earth,  on  high  ; 
Thy  will  by  all  be  done. 
Spirit  of  faith,  infpire 
My  conlecrated  heart  ; 
Fill  me  with  pure  celeftial  fire, 
With  all  thou  haft  and  art  ; 
My  feeble  mind  transform, 
And,  perfectly  renew 'd, 
Into  a  faint  exalt  a  worm  : 
A  worm  exalt  to  God  ! 

HYMN     LXVIII.     S.  M. 

THE  thing  my  God  doth  hate, 
That  I  no  more  may  do, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create, 
And  all  my  foul  renew  ; 
My  foul  {hall  then,  like  thine, 
Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And  fanclify'd  by  love  divine, 
For  ever  ceafe  from  fin. 
That  bleffed  law  of  thine, 
Jefus,  to  me  impart  ; 
Thy  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 
O  write  it  in  r.  y  heart  ! 


2  „  SUPPLfCATIOW 

Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 

The  law  of  liberty  from  fin, 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

Thy  nature  be  my  law, 
Thy  fpotlefs  fancYity, 
And  fweetly  ev'ry  moment  draw 
My  happy  foul  to  thee  ; 
Soul  of  my  Jou)  remain, 
Who  didft  for  all  fulfil, 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfil  again 

Thy  heav'nly  Father's  will. 

H  Y  M  N     LXIX.     C.  M. 

OFOR  a  heart  to  praife  my  God, 
A  heart  from  fin  fet  free  ! 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  fpilt  for  me. 

A  heart  refign'd,  fubmifnve,  meek, 
My  great  Redeemer's  throne  ; 

Where  on'v  Chrift  is  heard  to  fpeak, 
Where  Jefus  reigns  alone. 

0  for  a  lowly  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true  and  clean  ! 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 

From  him  that  dwells  within. 

A  heart  in  ev'ry  thought  renew'd, 

And  full  of  love  divine  ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 

A  copy,  Lord  of  thine. 


AKD    PRAYER.  73 

6   Thy  tender  heart  is  dill  the  fame,' 
And  melts  at  human  woe  :  . 
Tefus,  tor  thee  diftrefs'd  I  am, 
I  want  thy  love  to  know. 

6  My  heart,  thou  know  HI,  can  nevar  reft, 

Till  thou  create  ray  peace, 
Till  of  my  Eden  repoffefs'd  ; 
From  ev'ry  fin  I  ceafe. 

7  Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips  on  me 

Bellow,  that  peace  unknown, 
The  hidden  manna,  and  the  tree 

Of  life,  and  the  white  ftone. 
3  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 

Gome  quickly  from  above  ; 
"Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 

Thy  new,  beft  name  of  love. 

HYMN     LXX. 

1  r-pHOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whofe  height, 

JL  Whole  depth u-nfathom'd,  no  man  knows ; 
I  fee  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 

I  only  figh  for  thy  repofe  : 
My  heart  is  pain'd,  nor  can  it  be 
At  reft,  till  it  finds  reft  in  thee. 

2  Thy  fecret  voice  invites  me  ftill 

The  fweetnefs  of  thy  yoke  to  provs  ; 
And  fain  I  would,  but  though  my  Avili 

Seems  fix'd,  yet  wide  my  paflions  rove  ; 
Yet  hindrances  drew  all  the  way  : 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  ftray. 

3  'Tis  ntercy  all,  that  thou  haft  brought 

Mv  mind  to  feek  her  peace  in  tjiee  ; 
v 


74  SUPPLICATION* 

Yet  while  I  feek  and  find  thee  not? 

No  peace  ray  wand'ring  foul  (hall  fee  ; 
O  when  (hall  all  my  wand'rings  end, 
And  all  my  fleps  to  thee-ward  tend? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  fun, 

That  drives  with  thee  my  heart  to  fharc  ? 
Ah  1  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 
The  Lord  of  ev'ry  motion  there  1 
Then  fiiall  my  heart  fiom  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repofe  in  thee. 

.5   Each  moment  draw,  from  earth  away, 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call  ; 
Speak-  to  my  innaoft  foul  and  fay, 

"  I  am  thy  Love,  thy  God,  thy  All  !'* 
To  feel  thy  pott 'r,  to  hear  thy  voice, 
To  tafte  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 

H  Y  M  N     LXXI.     C.  M. 

FOR  ever  here  my  reft  fhall  be, 
Glcfe  to  thy  bleeding  fide  ; 
'Tis  all  my  hope,  and  ail  my  plea, 
For  me  the  Saviour  dy'd. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  fin, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleani'e  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wafn  rue,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own's 

Wafh  me,  and  mine  thou  art : 
Wafh  me,  but  noi  my  feet  alr.ne, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 
A  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 
Till  faith  to  fight  improve  j  '. 


AND    PRAYER* 

Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  foul  be  love. 

H  Y  M  N     LXX1I.     C.  M. 
3    TESUS,  my  life,  thyfelf  apply, 
^|    Thy  holv  Spirit  breathe  : 
Mv  vile  affections  crucify, 
Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

2  Conqu'ror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  fin, 

Still  with  the  rebel  ftrive  ; 
Enter  mv  foul  and  work  within, 
And  kill  and  make  alive. 

3  More  of  thy  life,  and  more  I  have, 

As  the  old  Adam  dies  : 
Bury  me,  Saviour,  in  thy  grave, 
That  I  with  thee  may  rife. 

4  Reign  in  me,  Lord,  thy  foes  contrcul, 

Who  would  not  own  thy  fwav  ; 
DifFufe  thine  image  through  my  foul, 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

5  Scatter  the  laft  remains  of  fin, 

And  feal  me  thine  abode  ;, 
O  make  me    glorious  all  within, 
A  temple  built  by  God. 

HYMN     LXXTI. 

1  TTOIT  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
JL  JL  Who  in  thee  begir  to  live. 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 

As  thou  art,  fo  let  us  be. 

2  Jefus,  fee  my  panting  b  res  ft : 
See,  I  pant  in  thee  to  reft  ; 
Gladly  would  I  now  be  clean  ;    ' 
GJeanie  me  now  from  ev'ry  fin. 


SUPPLICATION 

Fix,  O  fix  my  wav'ring  mind! 
To  thy  crofs  my  fpirit  bind  ; 
Earthly  paffions  far  remove; 
Swallow  up  my  foul  in  love. 

4  Duft  and  allies  though  we  be, 
Full  of  guilt  and  mifery, 
Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God, 
Take  the  purchafe  of  thy  blood. 

5  "Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  th'  atonement  now  receives  : 
He  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 

•  Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

6  See,  ye  finners,  fee  the  flame, 
Rifing  from  the  flaughter'd  Lamb, 
Mark  the  new,  the  living  way, 
Leading  to  eternal  day. 

7  Jefus,  when  this  light  we  fee, 
All  our  fouls  do  thirft  for  thee  ; 
When  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  we  prove, 
All  our  hearts  diffolve  in  love. 

S   Boundlefs  wifd  nn,  pow'r  divine, 
Love  ujnfpeakable  are  thine  : 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Sons  of  earth,  and  hofls  of  heav'n. 

II  Y  M  N     LXXIV. 

1  TESUS,  thou  art  my  King, 
J  To  me  thy  fucccur  bring  : 
Gtittfl,  the  mighty  one  art  thou, 

Help  for  all  on  thee  is  laid  ; 
This  thy  word  I  claim  it  now, 

Send  me  now  the  nromis'd  aid. 


AND    PRAYER.  ?7 

High  on  thy  Father's  throne, 

0  look  with  pity  clown  ! 
Help,  O  help  !  attend  my  call, 

Captive  lead  captivity  ; 
King  of  glory,  Lord  of  all, 

Chrift,  the  Lord,  be  King  to  me. 

1  pant  to  feel  thy  fway, 
And  only  thee  t'  obey  : 

Thee  my  fpirit  gafps  to  meet ; 

This  my  one,  my  ceafelefs  pray'r, 
Make,  O  make  my  heart  thy  feat  I 

O  fet  up  thy  kingdom  there  1 

Triumph  and  reign  in  me, 

And  fpread  thy  victory  : 
Hell,  and  death,  and  fin  controul, 

Pride,  and  wrath,  and  ev'ry  foe; 
All  fubdue  :  through  all  my  foul, 

Gonqu'ring  and  to  conquer  go. 

HYMN     LXXV.     C.  M. 

OP,D,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word, 

A  Thy  ev'ry  promife  true  : 

And  lo  i  I  wait  on  thee,  my  Lord, 
Till  I  my  ftrength  renew. 

S  If  in  this  feeble  flefh  I  may, 

A  while  (hew  forth  thy  praife, 
Jefus,  fuppoi  t  the  tott'ring  clay, 
And  lengthen  cut  my  days. 

■3   If  fuch  a  worm,  as  I>  can  fpread 
The  common  Saviour's  name, 
G  2 


73  SUPPUCATIOW 

Let  him  who  rais'cl  thee  from  the  dead, 
Quicken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  blood  to  mow, 

Which  purges  ev'ry  ftain  ; 

And  gladly  linger  out  below, 

A  few  more  years  in  pain. 

5  Spare  me,  till  I  my  ftrength  of  foul, 

Till  I  thy  love  retrieve  ; 
Till  faith  mall  make  my  fpirit  whole, 
And  perfect  foundnefs  give. 

6  For  this,  in  fteadfaft  hope  I  wait, 

Now  Lord,  my  foul  reflore  ; 
Now  the  new  heav'ns  and  earth  create, 
And  I  fhall  fin  no  more. 

HYMN     LXXVI. 

1  T    OVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 
JL-i  Joy  of  heav'n  to  earth  come  down  ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  ; 
JeHis,  thou  art  all  companion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art  ; 
Vifit  us  with  thy  falvatiort, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  bread  ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  that  fecond  reft  : 
Take  away  our  bent  of  finning, 

Al^ha  and  Omega  be, 
"Ev.6.  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  cur  hearts  at  hbertv. 


AND    rilAYF.R.  7* 

3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all,  thy  grace  receive, 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave  ; 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blefling, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hofts  above, 
Pray  and  praife  thee  without  ceafing, 

Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

4  Finifhthen  thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  fpotlefs  let  us  be  ; 
Let  us  fee  thy  great  falvation, 

Perfectly  reftor'd  in  thee  ; 
Chang'd  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heav'n  we  take  cur  place, 
Till  we  call:  our  crowns  before  +  he(j, 

Lofl  in  [wonder,  love,  and  praife  ! 

II  Y  M  N     LXXVII.     L.  M. 

THAT  my  load  ©f  fin  were  rone  I 
Othat  I  could  at  lad  fuWilt, 
At  Jefu's  feet,  to  lay  it  down  ! 
To  lay  my  foul  at  Jefu's  feet  ! 

2  Reft  for  ray  foul  I  long  to  find  : 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  hue  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  {lamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  fin, 

And  fully  fet  my  fpiric  free  ; 
I  cannot  reft,  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  loft  in  thee. 


fO  SUPPLICATION 

4  Fain  would  T  learn  of  thee,  my  God  ; 

Thy  light  and  eafy  burden  prove, 
The  crofs,  all  ftain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would  ;  but  thou  muft  give  the  pow'r  ; 

My  heart  from  ev'ry  fin  releafe  ; 
Bring  .near,  bring  nesr the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  finner  cheer,* 

Nor  let  thy  chariot-wheels  delay  ; 
Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear  ; 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away  I 

HYMN     LXXVIII. 


i    T    IGHT  of  life,  feraphic  fire, 
JL-J  Love  divine,  thyfelf  impart ; 
Ev'ry  fainting  foul  infpire  ; 

Shine  in  ev'ry  drooping  heart : 
Ev'ry  mournful  Snner  cheer; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  : 
Son  of  God,  appear,  appear  1 

To  thy  human  temples  come, 

2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour  ; 

Bring  thy  heav'nly  kingdom  in  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  pow'r, 

Rooting  out  the  feeds  of  fin  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require  ; 

We  will  covet  nothing  lefs  ;    , 
Be  thou  all  our  hearts'  defire, 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 


AKT)    PR  AVER. 

HYMN     LXXIX. 

t    /^M  OD  of  all-redeeming  grace, 

VJX   Bv  thy  pard'ning  love  compell'd, 
Up  to  thee  our  fouls  we  raife, 

Up  to  thee  our  bodies  yield  ; 
Thou  ourfacrince  receive, 

Acceptable  through  thy  Son, 
While  to  thee  alone  we  live, 

"While  we  die  to  thee  alone. 

2   Meet  it  is  and  juft  and  right, 

That  we  fhoukl  be  wholly  thine  ; 
In  thy  only  will  unite, 

In  thy  bleffed  fervice  join  : 
O  that  ev'ry  work  and  word, 

Might  proclaim  how  good  thou  art  •, 
Holinefs.  unto  the  Lord, 

Still  be  wrote  upon  our  heart  ! 

H  Y  M  N     LXXX.     C.  \;. 

1  1       ET   him  to  when  we  now  h^lpnfpj 
JL-i  His  fov'reign  right  afiert  ; 

And  talis  up  ev'ry  thankful  forg, 
And  ev'ry  loving  heart. 

2  He  juftly  claims  us  for  hi-  own. 

Who  bought  us  with  a  price  ; 
The  chriflian  lives  to  Chrifi:  al'mc, 
To  Chrift  alone  he  dies. 

Z   Jefus,  thine  own  at  laft  receive, 
Fulfil  our  hearts'  defire  ; 
And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 
And  in  thy  caufe  expire. 


82  SUPPLICATION 

4  Our  fouls  and  bodies  we  refign  ; 
With  joy  we  render  thee 
Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine, 
,To  all  eternity. 

HYMN     LXXXI. 

1  T>  EHOLD  thy  fervant.  O  my  Lord  ! 
_D   I  wait  thy  guiding  eye  to  feel, 
To  hear  and  keep  thy  ev'ry  word, 

To  prove  and  do  thy  perfect  will ; 
Joyful  from  my  own  works  to  ceafe, 
;  Glad  t©  fulfil  all  righteoufnefs. 

2  Me,  if  thy  grace  vouekfafe  to  ufe, 

•    Meaiieft  of  all  thy  creatures,  me, 
The  deed,  the  time,  the  manner  chufe, 

Let  all  my  fruit  be  found  of  thee  : 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
.,  By  thee  to  full  perfection  brought. 

". /My  ev'ry  weak,  though  good  deiign, 

P'er-rule,  or  change,  as  feems  thee  meet 
Jefus,  let  all  my  work  be  thine; 

Thy  work,  O  Lord,  is  all  complete, 
And  pleafing  in  thy  Father's  fight: 
.  Thou,  only,  haft  done  all  things  right. 

4  Here  then  to  thee  thine  own  I  leave, 
Mould  as  thou  wilt  thy  paffive  clay  ; 

But  let  me  all  thy  fi-amp  receive, 
But  let  me   all  thy  words  obey  : 

Serve  with  ^  hn-A<*  heart  and  eye, 

And  to  thy  glory  live  and  die* 


AND    PRAYER.  *3 

HYMN     LXXXII. 

1  TjTATHER,  Son  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
X.     One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celeftial  hoft, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n. 

2  If  fo  poor  a  worm  as  I 

May  to  thy  great  glory  live, 
AH  my  actions  fan&ify, 

All  my  words  and  thoughts  receive, 
Claim  me  for  thy  ferviGe,  claim 
All  I  have  and  all  I  am. 

3  Take  my  foul  and  body's  pow'rs!    ' 

Take  my  mem'ry,  mind  and  will  j 
All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours, 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel  ; 
All  1  think,  or  fpeak,  or  do  ; 
Take  my  heart  ;  but  make  it  new  I 

4  Nov/,  O  God,  thine  own  I  am  : 

-  Now  I  give  thee  back  thine  own  ; 
Freedom,  friends,  a*d  health,  and  fame, 

Confecrate  to  thee  alone  : 
Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  T  ; 
Happier  ftill  if  thine  I  die  ! 

5  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celeftial  hoft, 

Let  thy  vll  on  earth  be  done  ; 
Prfcife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n* 


b  SUPPLICATION 

HYMN     LXXXIII.     S.  M. 

JESUS,  my  truth,  my  way, 
My  fure  unerring  light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  iieps  I  (lay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 
My  wifdom  and  my  guide, 
My  counfellor  thou  art : 
O  let  me  never  leave  thy  fide, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 
I  lift  mine  eyes  to  thee, 
Thou  gracious  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  cnlighten'd  be, 
And  never  put  to  (hame. 
Never  will  1  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  caufe, 
But  reft  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  crofs. 
Teach  me  the  happy  art, 
In  all  things  to  depend 
On  thee  :  O  never,  Lord,  depart, 
But  love  me  to  the  end. 
Still  ftir  me  up  to  ftrive 

With  thee  in  ftrength  divine  ; 
And  ev'ry  moment,  Lord,  revive, 
This  fainting  foul  of  mine. 
Per fift  to  lave  my  foul 

Tin  o ughout  the  fi'ry  hour, 
Till  I  am  ev'ry  whit  made  whole, 
And  {hew  forth  all  thy  pow'r. 
Through  fire  and  water  bring 
Me  to  the  wealthy  place  ;    . 


AND     PRAYER.  £5 

And  tench  me  the  new  long  to  fmg, 
When  perfected  in  grace  I 
f       O  make  me  all  like  thee, 
Before  I  hence  remove  : 
Settle,  confirm,  eftablifh  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 
10      Let  me  thy  witnefs  live, 

When  fin  is  all  deflroy'd  ; 
And  then  my  fpotlefs  foul  receive, 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 

H  Y  M  N     LXXXIV.     S.  M. 

1        T    O,  in  thy  hand  I  lay, 

„L*  And  wait  thy  will  to  prove, 
My  Potter,  (lamp  on  me,  thy  clay, 
Thine  only  iVamp  of  love  : 
Be  this  my  whole  uefire, 
I  know  that  it  is  thine  ; 
Then  kindle  in  aiy  foul  a  fire, 
Which  fhall  for  eve*  fhine. 
2        Thy  gracious  readinefs 

To  fave  mankind  affert  : 
Thine  image,  love,  thy  name  impvc:,. 
Thy  nature  on  my  heart ! 
Bowels  of  mercy,  hear* 

Into  my  foul  come  down  ; 
Let  it  throughout  my  life  appear, 
"That  I  have  Qirift  put  on. 
*        O  plant  in  me  thy  mind  ! 
.  O  fix  in  me  thy  home  ! 
So  ih^il  I  cry  to  all  mankind, 
C.3i:ie  t@  the  waters^  come  1 
H 


86  SUPPLIQATION 

Jefus  is  full  of  grace  : 
To  all  his  bowels  move  ; 
Behold  in  me,  ye  fallen  race, 
That  God  is  only  love  1 

HYMN     LXXXV.     L.    M. 

1  /^  RE  AT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claira  ; 
VJT  Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft  i 
The  glories  that  compofe  thy  name, 

Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  juft  and  -wife, 

Thou  art  my  Father,  and  my  God  ! 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties, 

Thy  fon  and  fervant  j  bought  with  blood, 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers,  in  thirfty  lands, 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  Even  life  itfelf,  without  thy  love, 

No  lading  pleafure  can  afford  ; 
Yea,  'twould  a  tirefome  burden  prove, 
If  J  were  banifh'd  from  thee,  Lord  ! 

5  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praife ; 
This  work  mall  make  ipy  heart  rejoice, 
Throughout  ths  remnant  of  my  days. 

HYMN     LXXXVI.     L.  M. 

1    /~\  THOU,  to  whofe  all-fearching  fight, 
V7  The  darknefs  Ihineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove,  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thepj 
O  burft  theie  bonds,  and  fet  it  free  ! 


AWB    PRAYE*.  *7 

2  Wafli  out  its  (tains,  refine  its  drofs, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  crofs  ! 
Hallow  each  thought  ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darkfomc  wild  I  ftray, 

Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  jiear. 

4  When  riling  floods  my  foul  o'erflow, 
When  finks  my  heart  in  -waves  of  woe, 
Jefus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raife  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  fteps  I  fee, 
Dauntlefs,  untir'd  I  follow  thee  ; 
O  let  thy  hand  fupporl  me  ft  ill, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill  ! 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  ftrength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  fhall  ceafe, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

HYMN     LXXXVII.     L.    M. 

1  TESUS,  thou  everlaflinpf  King, 

J    Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring, 
Accept  thy  well-deferv'd  renown. 
And  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  ev'ry  act  of  worfhip  be 

Like  our  efpoufals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
Like  the  bleft:  hour,  when  from  above 
We  firfl  receiv'd  the  pledge  of  love. 


88  SUPPLICATION 

3  The  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day, 
O  may  it  ever,  ever  (lay  ! 

Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
Nor  hope  decline  nor  love  grow  coldl 

4  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies, 
Iucreafe  thy  praife*  improve  our  jays* 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN     LXXXVIII. 

i    /^tOME,  Lord,  from  above,  'die  mountains 

\-A  remove, 

D'<  rttfm  all  that  hinders  the  courfe  of  thy  love: 
My  bofom  infpire,  inkindle  the  uVv 
And  wrap  my  whole  foul  in  the  flames  of  defire. 

2  I  Languiih  and  pine,  for  comfort  divine, 
()  v.; lien  (hall  I  fay,  "  my  beloved  is  mine, 

u  I've  chofe  the  good  part,  my  portion  thou  art, 
':  O  Jove,  I  have  found  thee,  O  God,  in  my  heart  1" 

3  For  this  nW  heart  iighs,  nought  elfe  can  fuf- 

fice  :  [price  ? 

How,  Lord,  can  I  purchafe  the  pearl  of  great 
It  cannot  be  bought ;  thou  know'ft  I  have  nought ; 
No  action  or  word,  or   a  truly  good  thought  : 

4  But  mercy  doth  fay,  the*  poor,  yet  you' may 
Receive  it,  whoever  hath  nothing  to  pay: 
On  Qhrift,  who  relies,  with  no  other  pri**, 
The  pearl  of  forgivenefs  and  holinefs  buys. 

5  The  bleffiiig  is  free,  fo,  Lord,  let  it  be  ; 
I  yield  that  thy  love  fliould  be  given  to  ir.c  : 


AND    PRAYER.  89 

I  freely  receive  ;  thou  freely  doft  give  ; 
I  yield  to  thy  love,  in  thine  Eden  to  live. 
The  gift  I  embrace,  the  giver  I  praife, 
Afcribing  falvation  to  Jefus's  grace  ; 
It  came  from  above,  the  foretafte  I  prove, 
And  foon  fhall  receive  all  thy  fulnefs  of  love. 

HYMN     LXXXIX.     S.  M. 

AND  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give  ? 
To  tear  my  foul  from  earth  away, 

For  Jefus  to  receive  ? 

Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield  ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more  ; 
I  fink,  by  dying  love  compell'd, 

And  own  thee  conquoor! 

Though  late  I  all  forfake, 

My  friends,  my  all  refign  ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 

And  feal  me  ever  thine  I 

Come  and  poffefs  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove  : 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  foul 

With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

My  one  defire  be  this, 

Thine  only  love  to  know  ; 
To  feek  and  tafte  no  other  blifs, 

No  other  good  below  : 

Mv  life,  my  portion  thou, 

Thou  all-fufHcient  art, 
My*hope,  my  heav'nly  treafure,  now 

Enter  avid  k*ep  mv  heart  ! 
H  2 


90  SUPPLICATION 

H  Y  M  N     XC. 

1  nnHOU  Shepherd  of  Ifrael  and  mine, 

JL     The  joy  and  de (ire  of  my  heart. 
For  clcrfer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  re  fide  where  thou  art ; 
The  pafture  I  languifh  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  {hepherd  obey, 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bofom  reclin'd, 

And  fcreen'd  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 

2  All  !  (hew  me  that  happieftpla.ee, 

That  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 
Where  faints  in  an  exftacy  gaze, 

Arid  hang"  on  a  merciful  God  : 
T;iv  love,  for  a  {inner  declare, 

Thy  paflion  and  death  on  the  tree  ;  , 
My  fpjritto  Calvary  bear, 

.V  fiifFer  and  triumph  with  thee. 

8    'Tjts  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 
T'.o.e  only  I  covet  to  reft  ; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 

rife  to  be  hid  in  thy  bread  : 
'Tis  daer.e  I  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment  depart  : 
CdnceaPd  in  the  clefc  of  thy  fide, 
Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 


K  Y  M  N     XGI,     S.  M. 

TESUS,  my  Lord,  attend 
Thy  feeble  creature's  cry  : 
And  (hew  thyfelf  the  tinner's  friend, 
And  let  me  np  on  high  ; 


AND    PRAYER.  91 

Prom  hell's  opprefllve  pow'r 
My  ftruggling  foul  releafe ; 

And  to  thy  Father's  grace  reftore  ; 
And  to  thy  per  feci;  peace. 

Thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs 
I  make  my  only  plea  ; 
My  prcfent  and  eternal  peace 

Arc  both  deriv'd  from  th -?.  : 
Rivers  of  life:  divine. 

From  thee,  their  fountain,  flow  ; 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine, 
The  joy  of  angels  know. 

Come  then,  impute,  impart 
To  me  thy  righteoufnefs, 
And  let  me  tafte  how  good  thou  art, 
How  full  of  .truth  and  grace  : 
That  thou  canf!  here  forgive, 
Grant  me  to  teftify, 
And  juftify'd,  by.  faith  to  live, 
And  in  that  faith  to  die. 

HYMN     XG1I.     C.  tf. 

EING  of  beings,  God  of  icve, 
)  To  thee  our  hearts  we  raife  ; 
Thy  allrfuftaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  {in'g  thy  praife. 

Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be, 

Our  lacriSce  receive  ; 
?-.!■;  :h,  and  preferv'd  and  fav'd  by  thie, 

To  thee  our  fouls  we  give. 

Heav'n-ward  our  ev'ry  wifli  afpires. 
For  all  thy  mercy',  Move  : 


92  SUPPLICATION 

The  fnle  return  thy  love  requires, 
Is  that  we  afk  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  afk  :  we  open  then 

Our  hearts  t*  embrace  thy  will  : 
Turn  and  beget  us,  Lord,  again  ; 
With  all  thy  fulnefs  (ill, 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghofl:,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad  ! 

So  (hull  we  ever  live  and  move, 

And  be  with  Chrifl  in  God. 

HYMN     XGIII.     C.  M. 
SUN  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife 
With  healing  in  thy  wing  i 
To  my  difeas'd  my  fainting- foul, 

Life  and  falvation  bring. 
Thefe  clouds  of  pride  and  fin  difpef, 

By  thy  all-piercing  beam  ; 
XitgKten  mine  eyes  with  faith,  nay  heart 

Vv'ith  h^ly  hope  inflame. 
3yry  inin,dby  thy  all-quick'ning  power 

n  low  defires  fet  free  ; 
Utf.ite  my  icatier'd  thoughts,  and  fix 
My  love  entire  on  thee. 

-r,  thy  long-IofHon  receive  ; 
Saviour,  thy  purchafe  own  ; 
Bleil  Comforter,  with  peace  and  joy 
Thy  new-made  creature  crown. 
Eternal,  undivided  Lord, 

Go-equal,  One  in  Three, 
Oil  thee  all  faith,  all  hope  be  plac'dj 
All  love  be  paid  to  thee. 


AND     PRATER. 

H  Y  M  N     XCIV. 

1  QON  of  God,  thy  blefling  grant, 

k3   Still  fupply  our  ev'iy  want  \ 
Tree  of  life,  influence  (lied, 
With  thy  Cap  my  fpirit  feed. 

2  Tend'reft  branch,  alas  !  am  I, 
Without  thee  fhall  droop  and  die, 
Weak  as  helplefs  infancy  ; 

O  confirm  my  foul  in  thee. 

3  Unfuftain'd  by  thee,  I  fall  ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call  ; 
Weaker  than  a  bruifed  reed, 
Help  I  ev'ry  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
Love  me,  lave  me,  to  the  end  ; 
Give  me  the  continuing  grace, 
Take  the  everlafting  praife. 

HYMN     XGV. 

ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
O!  do  not  our  fuit  difdain, 
Shall  we  feek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2   Lord,  on  thee  our  fouls  depend, 
In  companion  now  defcend  : 
Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  fing  thy  pri 

5  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  feek  thee,  here  we  Aay  ; 
Ivrd,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  biffing  thou  bellow. 


94  SUPPLICATION 

4  Send  fome  meflag'e  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  falvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  thofe  who  weep  and  mourn,, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Thofe  that  are  call  down,  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  ftreng  in  faith  and  hope. 

6  Grant  that  all  may  feek,  and  find 
Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind  ; 
Heal  the  lick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

HYMN     XGVI. 

GOME",  thou  Almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  fing, 
Hrlo  us  to  praife  ! 
Father  all  glorious, 
(":r  all  ■  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  o\er  us, 
Ancient  of  day^. 

2  jefas,  our  Lord,  arife, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fail  ! 
Let  thine  almighty  aid, 
Our  fure  defence  be  made, 
Our  fouls  on  thee  be  ftay'cl  ; 

Lord  hear  our  call. 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  fword, 

Our  prav'r  attend': 


AND     PRAYER.  95 


Go  Tie,  and  thy  people  blefs, 
And  give  thy  word  iucceis  ; 
Spirit  of  holinejCsj 

On  us  defcend. 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  facred  witnefs  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  ; 
Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  pow'r. 

3   To  the  great  One  in  Three 
Eternal  praifes  be, 

Hcr.ce — evermore  ! 
His  fov'reign  Majefty 
May  we  in  glory  fee, 
And  to  eternity, 

Love  and  adore. 


H 


HYMN'  XCYII. 

OW  tedious  and  reftlefs  the  !■ 


YV  hen  Jefus  no  longer  J  fee  ; 
Sweet  profpedls,  fweet  birds  and  fwcet  fiow'rs-, 

Have  all  left  their  fweecnefs  to  me  : 
The  mid-fummer  fun  mines  but  dim, 

The  fields  ilrive  hi  vain  to  look 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  hiin, 

December's  as  pleafant  as  May. 

nante  yidtlsthe  richeft  perfume, 
c-.ter  than  lnuHc  his  voice; 
Hii  preicjice  difperies  my  gloom, 
And  dxa'kee  ail  within  me  rejoic. 


fS  SUPPLICATION 

I  mould,  were  be  always  thus  nigh, 
Have  nothing  to  wifh  or  to  fear  ^ 

No  mortal  ib  happy  as  I, 

My  fummer  would  laft  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  hispleafure  refign'd  ; 
No  changes  of  feafon  or  plaGs 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind  ; 
While  blefs'd  with  a  fenfe  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear  j 
And  prii'ons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jefas  would  dwell  with*  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  fun  and  my  fong  ; 
Say,  why  do  I  languifh  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  fo  Ion?  ? 
O  drive  thefe  dark  clouds  from  my  iky. 

Thy  ibul-ehcering  prefence  reftore  ; 
Or  tal  t  me  to  thee  up  on  high, 

.'  inter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

H  Y  M  N     XCVIII. 

ME,  thou  fount  ofev'ry  bkfiing, 
X    Tune  my  heart  to  ling  thy  grace  ! 
if  mercy  never  ceaiing, 
rpngs  of  louden1  piaife  ; 
■  .ine  melodious  fonnet, 
'laming  tongas  above  ; 


he  mount— I'm  fix'd  upon  it  : 
;t  of  thy  redeeming  love  ! 

\\  laife  mine  Ebenezer, 
:r  by  thy  help 


AND    PRAYER.  97 

And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleafure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home  : 
Jefris  fought  me  when  a  ftranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  j 
He,  to  refcue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  his  precious  blood  ! 
3   O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  conftrain'd  to  be  I 
Let  thy  goodnefs,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee  ; 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it  ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my  heart,  O  take  and  feal  it  : 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts 'above. 

H  Y  M  N-  XCIX.     L.  M. 
1    JESUS,  from  whom  all  Mailings  flow, 
Great  builder  of  thy  church  below, 
If  now  thy. Spirit  moves  my  breail, 
Hear  and  fulfil  thine  own  requefi. 
%  The  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord, 
And  wait  thy  fanclifying  word, 
And  thee  their  utmoft  Saviour  own. 
Unite  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  exprefs, 
Stand  forth  thy  choien  witnefies  * 
Thy  pow'r  unto  falvation  fhew, 
Am*  perfect  boiinefs  below. 

4  In  them  fed  :dl  mankind  behold, 
Hc\.  Ls  livrd  in  days  of  old  ; 
Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach — and  love. 

l 


98  SUPPLICATION 

5  O  might  my  lot1  be  caft  with  thefe, 
The  leaft  of  Jefu's  witneffes  ! 

O  that  my  Lord  would  couut  me  meet : 
To  walh  his  dear  difciples'  feet  1 

6  This  only  ihing  do  I  require  ; 

Thou  know 'ft  'tis  all  my  heart's  defire, 
Freely  what  I  receive  to  give, 
The  fervant  of  thy  church  to  live  j 

7  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go, 
And  wait  upon  thy  faints  below, 
Enjoy  the  grace  to  angels  giv'n, 
And  ferve  the  royal  heirs  of  heav'n. 

S   Lord,  if  I  now  thy  drawings  feel, 
And  afk  according  to  thy  will  ; 
Confirm  the  pray'r,  the  feal  impart, 
And  ipeak  the  anfwer  to  my  heart. 

„    Tell  me.  or  thou  (halt  never  go, 

"  Thy  pray'r  is  heard  ;  it  (hall  be  fo  :" 
The  words  have  pafs'd  thy  lips,  and  I 
Shall  with  thy  people  live  and  die. 

HYMN     C. 

1  T7*  VER  fainting  with  defire, 
JLj   For  thee,  O  Chnii,  I  call  I 
Thee  I  reftlefsty  require, 

I  wane  my  God,  my  All  : 
Teitis,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 

I  wait  thy  coming  from  above, 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

2  Wilt  d:ou  fuffer  me  to  go 

Lamenting-  all  my  days? 


AK1)     PRAYER.  99, 

Shall  I  never,  never  know 

Thy  fan&ifying  grace  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  light  afford, 

The  darknefa  from  my  foul  remove  ; 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

S   Lord,  if  I  on  thee  believe, 

The  fecond  gift  impart ; 
With  th'  indwelling  fpirit  give 

A  new,  a  contrite  heart  : 
If  with  love  thy  heart  is  ftor'd, 

If  now  o'erme  thy  boweh  move, 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

4  Let  me  gain  my  calling's  hope, 

O  make  the  finner  clean  1 
Dry  corruption's  fountain  up, 

Cut  offth'  entail  of  fin  : 
Take  me  into  thee,  my  Lord, 

And  I  (hall  then  no  longer  rove  : 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

5  Thou,  my  life,  my  treafure  be, 

My  portion  here  below! 
Nothing  would  I  leek  but  thee, 

Thee  only  would  I  know  : 
My  exceeding  great  rev,- aid, 

My  heav'n  on  earth,  my  heav'n  above  j 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

6  Grant  me  now  the  blifs  to  feel 

Of  thoie  that  are  in  thee  : 


109  SUPPLICATION 

Sen  of  God  thyfelf  reveal, 

Engrave  thy  name  in  me  ; 
As  in  heav'n  be  here  ador'd, 

And  let  me  now  the  promife  prove  ; 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

HYMN     CI.     C.   M. 

1  l\/i~Y  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
JJV JL   And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  loft  in  thine, 

And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 

And  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  fteadfaftly  by  faith  1  (land, 
And  all  thy  goodnef-;  keow. 

3  Jefus,  thine  all  victorious  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ! 
Th.m  mall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  God, 

4  O  that  in  me  the  facrcd  fire 

Might  now  begin  to  glow  I 
Burn  up  the  drofs  of  bale  defire, 
Arid  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 

5  O  that  i:  now  from  heav'n  might  fall, 

And  all  my  fins  confume  : 
Come,  Holy  Ghoft,  for  thee  I  call, 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 

6  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 

Illuminate  my  foul  ; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  ev'ry  part, 
And  fan 61  iff  the  w hole. 


AND     PRAYER.  10! 

7  Sorrow  and  fin  fhall  then  expire, 

When  enter'cl  into  reft  : 
I  only  live  my  Gcd  t'  admire, 
My  God  for  ever  hie  ft. 

8  My  fteadfaft  foul  from  felling  free, 

Shall  fchen  no  longer  move  ; 
But  Chrifl  be  all  the  world  to  me, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love. 


W^ 


H  Y  M  N     CI  I. 

T  now  is  my  obje&  and  alia 


What  now  is  my  hope  and  defirc 
To  follow  the. heavenly  Lamb, 

And  after  his  imap-e  afpire  : 
My  hope  is  all  ccnter'd  in  thee  ; 

I  truft  to  recover  thy  love  ; 
On  earth  thy  falvailou  to  fee, 

And  then  to  enjoy  thee  above. 

I  third  for  the  life-giving-  Word; 

My  Lord,  who  on  Calvary  dy'd  ; 
A  fountain  of  water  and  blood, 

Which  gufh'd  from  Iinmaniiel's  fide  ; 
I  g*afp  for  the  ftream  of  thy  love, 

The  fpirit  of  rapture  unknown  ; 
And  then  to  re-drink  it  above, 

Eternally  treXh  irow  the  throne. 

K  Y  M   N      CUT. 

JESUS,  thy  boundlefs  iove  tome, 
thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  . 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there  ! 
I  2 


102  SUPPLICATION 

Thine  wholly,  thine  alone  I  am  ; 
Be  thou  alone  my  conftant  flame  ! 

2   O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  foul 

May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone  ! 

O  may  thy  love  pofTefs  me  whole  ! 

My  joy,  my  treafure,   and  my  crown  : 

Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove  ; 

My  ev'ry  acl,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

3.0  love,   how  cheering  is  thy  ray  ! 

■All  pain  before  thy  prefence  flies  ; 
Care,  anguifh,  forrow,  melt  away, 

Where'er  thy  healing  beams  arife  ; 
O  Jefus,  nothing  may  I  fee, 
Nothing  deiire  or  feek  but  thee  I 

4   Un weary 'd,  may  I  this  purfue, 

\     Daun'tlefs  to  the  high  prize  afpire  ; 
•   .Hourly  within  my  foul  renew 

.This  holy  flame,  this  heav'nly  fire  ; 
.  And  clay  and  night  be  all  ray  care, 
To  guard  this  facred  treafure  the 


:re. 


b   O  that  I,  as  a  little  child, 

May  follow  thee,  and  never  reft, 
Till  fweetly  thou  haft  breath'd  thy  mild 

And  lowly  mind  into  my  breaft  ! 
Nor  ever  may  we  parted  be, 
Till  I  become  one  fpir't  with  thee. 

6   Still  let  thgr  love  point  out  my  way  ; 

How  wcnd'rous  things  thy  love  hath  wrong]:  t ! 
Still  lead  me,  left  I  go  aflray  ; 

Diie&  my  word,  infpire  my  thought  ; 


AND    PRAYEH.  I0fl 

And  if  I  fall,  foon  may  I  hear 

Thy  voice,  and  know  that  love  is  near. 

7   In  fuff'ring  be  thy  love  my  peace, 
In  weaknefs  be  thy  love  my  pow'r, 
And  when  the  ftornas  of  life  fhall  ceafe, 

Jefus,  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death  as  life,  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  fave  me,  who  for  me  haft  dy'd  ! 

H  Y  M  N     CIV.     L.  M. 

1  T  T*OLY,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord, 
J_JL   I  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will  ; 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 

And  (tamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  feal : 

2  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye  : 

Difplay  thy  glory  from  above; 
And  all  I  am  (ball  fink  and  die, 
Loft  in  aftonilhment  and  love  I 

0  Confound,  o'erpow'r  me  by  thy  grace  ': 

I  would  be  by  nayfelf  abhon'd  ; 
All  might,  all  majetly,  all  praife, 
AL!  glory  be  to  Chi  Hi  my  L  >rd  1 

4  New  let  me  gain  perfection's  height ; 
Now  let  me  into  nothing  fail, 
As  lefs  than    nothing  in  iny  fight, 
And  feel  that  Ghrift  n  all  mall! 

II   Y  M  N     CV. 

1  O  AVIOUR  of  the  fin-lick  foul, 
*3  (jive  m?  faith  to  make  me  whob  ; 
Finifh  thy  i ;rt  at  work  of  grace  ! 

Cut  it  fiiort  in  righteowfnefs. 


104  SUPPLICATION 

2  Speak  the  fecond  time,  "  Be  clean  !" 
Take  away  my  inbred  fin  ; 

Ev'ry  ftumbling-block  remove; 
Caft  it  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  Noching  lefs  will  I  require, 
Nothing  mere  can  I  defire  : 
None  but  Chrift;  to  me  be  giv'n  ; 
None  but  Chrift  in  earth  or  heav'n. 

4  O  that  I  might  now  decreafe  ! 
O  that  all  I  am  might  ceafe  1 
Let  me  into  nothing  fall ! 

Let  my  Lord  be  all  in  all  I 

HYMN     CVL     C.  M. 

1  1  '    ORD,  I  believe  a  red  remains 
JL-J  To  all  thy  people,  known  : 

A  reft  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns  ; 
And  thou  artlovM  alone. 

2  A  reft  where  all  our  foul's  defire    - 

Is  fix'd  on  things  above  ; 
Where  fear,  and  fin,  and  grief  expire, 
Caft  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  thr;t  I  now  the  reft  might  know, 

Believe  and  enter  in  ! 
No       Saviour,  now  the  pow'r  bellow, 
And  Jet  me  ceafe  from  fin. 

4  Remove  this  hardnefs  from  my  heart, 

relief  remove  ; 
T"  !  ifl:  of  faith  impart, 

bath  o£  thy  love. 


AND    PRAYER.  105 

5  I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'ft  I  would, 

And  have  th  e  all  mv  own  ; 
Thee,  O  my  all-fuf&cfont  good, 
I  want,  and  thee  alone. 

6  Thy  inme  to  me,  th)   nature  grant ! 

This  only  this,  be  giv'n  ; 
Nothing  befidf  my  God  1  wa 
Nothing  in  earth  or  h. 

7  Come,  O  my  Saviour,  come  /.ay, 

Into  my  fou    def    nd  1 
No  longer  from  thy  creature  flay, 
My  author  and  my  end  1 

8  Come,  Father,  Son,  ?ncl  Holy  Ghoft, 

Vnd  feal  me  thine  abode  ; 
Let  rJl  I  am  in  thee  be  loft, 
Let  all  be  loft:  in. God  ! 

HYMN     CVII.     C.  & 

1  f^\   TOYFUL  found  of  gof -el-grace, 
V/  thrift  fhall  in  me  appear  ! 

I,     veil  I  (hall  fee  his  face  ; 
I  thai)  be  holy  here. 

2  The  glorious  crown  of  ri  rli  sloivfnefs 

To  me  reach'd  out  I  view,  : 
Conqu'ror  through  him  I  foon  fhall  fcize 
And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

3  The,  oromis'd  land  from  PifgaAVs  top 

I    now  exult  to  fee-  ; 
My  hope  is  full  (O  glorious  hope) 
Of  immortality  ! 

4  He  vtfits  now  this  houfe  ox  clay  ; 

He  (hakes  his  future  home  : 


106  SUPPLICATION 

O  would'fl  thou,  Lord,  in  this  glad  day, 
Into  thy  temple  come. 

5  "With  rae,  I  know,  I  feel  thou  art, 

But  this  cannot  fufRce, 
Unlefs  thou  planted  in  my  heart 
A  contain  paradife. 

6  My  earth  thou  wat'reft  from  on  high, 

But  make  it  all  a  pool : 
Spring  up,  O  well,  I  ever  cry, 
Spring  up  within  my  foul. 

7  Come,  O  my  God;  thyfclf  reveal  I 

Fill  all  this  mig&ty  void  : 
Thou  only  canft  my  ipirit  fill  ; 
Come,  O  my  God,  my  God  1 

8  Fulfil,  fulfil  my  large  defires, 

Larre  as  infinity  : 
Give,  give  me  all  my  fcul  requires, 
All.  all  chat  is  in  thee  ! 

'  II  Y  M  N     GVIII.     C.  M- 

1  TE5VTJS  hath  dy'd  that  I  might  live, 
j    Mtg^t  live  to  God  alone  ; 

In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  ipirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  thy  grace, 

The  gift  unfpeakable ; 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  t'  embrace , 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 
5    My  foul  breaks  out  in  ftrong  defire, 
The  perfect  blifs  to  prove  ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire, 
To  be  difTolv'd  in  love. 


AND    PRAYER.  107 

4  Give  me  thyfclf,  from  ev'ry  boaft, 

From  ev'ry  fin  let  free  ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  loll, 
But  give  thyfelf  tome. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas!  cannot  fuffice, 

Unlefs  thyfelf  be  giv'n  ; 
Thy  prefence  makes  my  paradife, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heav'n. 

HYMN     CIX. 

1  r  I  ^HOU  great  myfterious  God  unknown, 

,1      Whofe  love  hath  gently  led  me  on, 
Ev'n  from  mine  infant  days  ; 
Mine  inmoft  foul  expofe  to  view, 
And  tell  me  if  I  never  knew, 
Thy  j unifying  grace. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear, 
And  follow 'd  with  a  heart  fincere, 

Thy  drawing  from  above  ; 
Now,  now  the  farther  grace  bellow, 
And  let  my  fprinkled  conference  know, 

Thy  iweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  flop, 
A  itranger  to  the  gofpel  hope, 

The  fenie  of  fin  forgiv'n  : 
I  would  not,  Lord,  my  foul  deceive, 
Without  the  inward  witnefs  live. 

That  antepaft  of  heav'n. 

4  If  now  the  witnefs  were  in  me, 
Would  he  not  teftify  of  thee, 

In  Jefus  recoacil'd  ? 


10S  SUPPLICATION 

And  fhould  I  not  with  faith  draw  nigh', 
And  boldly,  Abba,  Father,  cry,' 
I  know  myfelf  thy  child  ? 

5   Ah  !  never  let  thy  fervant  reft, 
Till  of  my  part  in  Chrift  pofleiVd, 

I  on  thy  mercy  feed  : 
Unworthy  of  the  crumbs  that  fall, 
Yet  rais'd  by  him  who  dy'd  for  all, 
To  eat  the  children's  bread. 

5   Whate'er  obftru&s  thy  pard'ning  love, 
Or  fin,  or  righteoufnefs,  remove, 

Thy  glory  to  dii'play  : 
Mine  heart  of  unbelief  convince, 
And  now  abiblve  me  from  my  fins, 

And  take  them  all  away. 

H  Y  M  N     GX.     L.  M. 

• 
ipe,  my  All,  my  Saviour  thou, 
i  To  thee,  lo  !  now  my  foul  I  bow : 
I  feel  the  bljfa  thy  wounds  impart, 
I  Had  thee,  -"Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

2   Be  thou  m$  ftrength,  be  thou  my  way, 
Protect  Hie  through  my  life's  lhort  day; 
Jn  all  my  adls  may  wifdom  guide, 
And  keep  trie,  Saviour,  near  thy  fide. 

v   Correct*  reprove,  and  comfort  me  ; 
As  I  have,  need,  my  Saviour  be  : 
And  ill  wouid  from  thee  depart, 
Then  claip  me,  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 

4   In  fierce  temptation's  darkeft  hour, 
S,ave  me  from,  fin  and  Satan's  pow*r  ; 


AND    PRAYER.  Ji  0  9 

'  Tear  ev'iy  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign,  my  Saviour — reign  alone. 
5    My  fuffVmg  time  fliall  loon  be  o'er. 
Then  ill  .ill  1  figh  and  weep  no  more  : 
My  ranfom'd  ibul  fliall  foar  away, 
To  Gng  thy  praife  in  endlefs  day. 

H  Y  M  N     CXI.     C.  M. 

1  YESUS,  the  aH-fuftiining  Word, 
J    My  fallen  fpirit's  hope, 
After  thy  lovely  likenefs,  Lord, 

O  when  fhuli  I  wake  np  ? 

2  Thou,  O  my  God,  thou  only  art  , 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way  ; 
Quicken  my  foul,  inftrucl  my  heart. 
My  finking  foctfteps  ftay. 

3  Of  all  thou  haft  jn  earth  below, 

In  heav'n  above  to  give. 
Give  me  thine  only  felt'  to  know. 
In  thee  to  walk  and  live. 

4  Fill  me  with  all  the  life  of  love, 

In  my  (lie  union  join 
Me  to  thy  felt',  and  let  me  prove 
The  fellowship  divine. 

5  Open  the  intercourse  between 

My  longing  foul  and  thee, 
Never  to  be  broke  off  again 
Through  all  eternity; 

H  Y  M  N     CXII.     C.  M. 

1    T  "FOVv"  vain  are  ail  things  here  belotf, 
X  X  How  falfe,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
K 


H©  SUPPLICATION 

Each  pleafure  hath  its  poifon  toe, 
And  ev'ry  fweet  a  fnare. 
3  The  brighteft  things  below  the  iky 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light  ; 
We  mould  fufpect  fome  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  poffefs  delight. 

3  Our  deareft  joys  and  nearefl  friends'! 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  rainds^ 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondnefs  of  a  creature's  love. 

How  ftrong  it  ftrikes  the  fenfe  i 
Thither  the  warm  affecYions  move, 

Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 
$  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  foul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 

From  all  created  good. 

H  Y  M  N     CXIII.     L.  M. 

WHEN,  gracious  Lord,  when  mail  it  b< 
That  I  (hall  find  my  all  in  thee  ! 
The  ftrfn-efs  of  thy  promife  prove, 
The  feal  of  thine  eternal  love  ? 

3  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here, 
If  haply  I  mav  feel  thee  near  : 
O  dark!  dark!  dark  !  I  ftill  mu(l%-; 
Amidfl  the  blaze  of  gofpel-day. 

3   Thee,  only  thee,  I  fain  would  find, 
And  caftthe  world  and  fin  behind: 
Thou,  only  thou,  to  rae  be  giv'n 
Of  ail  thou  haft  in  earth  or  heaV'-o*. 


AND    PRAYER.  1  I  1 

4  When  from  the  arm  of  flefli  fet  free, 
Jefus,  my  foul  (hall  fly  to  thee  : 
Jefus,  when  I  have  loft  my  all, 

I  fliall  upon  thy  bofom  fall. 

HYMN     CX1V.     L.  M. 

1  TTTHom  manforfakes  thou  wilt  not  leave, 

VV     Ready  the  outcafis  to  receive  ; 
Though  all  my  fimplenefs  I  own, 
And  all  my  faults  to  thee  are  known. 

2  Ah  !  wherefore  did  I  ever  doubt  ? 
Thou  wilt  in  no  wife  caft  me  out, 
An  helplefs  foul  that  comes  to  thee, 
With  only  fin  and  mifery. 

5  Lord,  I  am  fick,  my  ficknefs  cure  : 
I  want,  do  thou  enrich  the  poor  : 
Under  thy  mighty  hand  I  (loop  : 
O  lift  the  abjett  {inner  up  ! 

4  Lord,  I  am  blind,  be  thou  my  fight : 
Lord,  1  am  weak,  be  thou  my  might ! 
A  helper  of  the  helplefs  be, 
And  let  me  find  my  all  in  thee  ! 

HYMN     CXV.     C.  M. 

3  JESUS,  Redeemer  of  mankind, 

Difplay  thy  laving  pow'r  ; 
Thy  mercy  let  thefe  out-cafts  find, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour* 

2   Ah  !  give  them,  Lord,  a  longer  fpace, 
Nor  fuddenly  confume  ; 
But  let  them  take  the  proffer  \!  grate, 
And  6ee  the  wrath  to  come. 


I  12  SUPPLICATION 

S   O  would 'ft  thou  caft  a  pitying  look,    - 
All  goodnels  as  thou  ait, 
Like  that  which  faithlefs  Peter's  broke, 
On  each  obdurate  heart  ! 

4  Who  thee  beneath  tjieir  feet  have  trod, 

And  crucify'd  afrefh, 
Touch  with  thine  all-victorious  blood, 
And  turn  the  ftor.e  to  fleih. 

5  Open  their  eyes,  thy  crofs  to  fee  ; 

Their  ears,  to  hear  thy  cries  : 
Sinner,  thy  Saviour  weeps  for  thee, 
For  thee  he  weeps  and  dies!. 

6  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  ftaiids, 

His  rebels  to  receive, 
And  fhews  his  wounds,  and  fpreads  his  hands, 
And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 

7  Turn,  and  your  bus  of  deepeft  die, 

lie  will  with  blood  efface  ; 
Ev'n  now  he  waits  the  blood  t'  apply  ; 
Be  liiv'dj  be  fav'd  by  grace  I 

8  Be  fav'd  from  hell,  from  fin  and  fear  ; 

He  ipeaks  you  now  forgiv'n  ; 
Walk  witii  your  God,  be  perfect  here, 
And  then  come  up  to  heav'n. 
II  Y   M   N     CXVJ." 

I    f'\  GOD  of  good,  th'unfathom'd  fea, 
V_/   Who  wculd  not  give  his  heart  to  thee? 

VV  ho  would  not  love  thee  with  his  might  ? 
O  jefus,  lover  of  mankind  ! 
Who  would  not  his  whole  foul  and  mind, 

With  all  his  ftrength  to  thee  unite  ? 


AND    PRAYER.  MS 

2  Thou  fhin'ft  with  everhfting  rays  ; 
Before  th'  unfufFerable  blaze, 

Angels  with  both  wings  veil  their  eyes  : 
Yet  free  as  air  thy  bounty  ftreams 
•   On  all  thy  works  :  thy  mercy's  beams, 
Diffufive  as  the  fun's,  arife. 

3  Aftonifh'd  at  thy  frowning  brow, 

Earth,  hell,  and  heav'n's  ftrong  pillars  bow, 

Terrible  majefty  is  thine  ! 
Who  then  can  that  vaft  love  exprefs, 
Which  bows  thee  down  to  me,  who  lefs 

Than  nothing  am,  till  thou  art  mine  ! 

4  High  thron'd  on  heav'n's  eternal  hill, 
In  number,  weight,  and  rneafure  ftill, 

Thou  fweetly  order'ft  all  that  is : 
And  yet  thou  deign'ft  to  come  to  me, 
And  guide  my  fteps,  that  I  with  thee 

Enthron'd  may  reign  in  endlefs  blifs. 


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HYMN     CXVII. 

JESUS,  my  reft,  the  {inner  is  blefl, 
That  cometh  to  thee  to  be  hid  in  thy 
breaft ! 

2  I  come  at  thy  call,  before  thee  I  fall, 
And  own  and  confefs  thee  my  God  and  my  All. 

3  Thou'rt  Mary's go»d  part,  and  needful  thou  art, 
The  choice  pf  my  foul,  and  the  joy  of  my  heart, 

4  My  comfort  rnd  ftay,  my  life  and  my  Avay, 
My  crown  of  rejoicing  in  that  happy  day. 

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5  Health,  pardon,  and  peace,  in  thee  I  poffefs ; 
What  more  can  I  have  ?  I  will  have  nothing  lefs. 

6  I  ftand  in  thy  might ;  I  walk  in  thy  light ; 
Ali  heaven  I  claim  in  thy  God-giving  right. 

HYMN     CXVI1I.     C.  M. 

Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit. 


1    pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
V^4    With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs  ; 


Kindle  a  flame  of  facred  love 

In  thefe.coid  hearts  of  ours. 
Loc4v  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

?oiid  cf  thefe  earthly  toys  ; 
Our  funis  how  heavily  they  go 

To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 
In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  longs, 

In  vain  we  drive  to  rife  ; 
R;  Unnas  languifln  on  our  tong- 


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Wnh  nil  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 

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AND    PRATER  ■  1  1 

While  angels  live  to  know  thy  name, 
Or  men  to  feel  thy  grace. 

2   With  this  cold  ftony  heart  of  mine, 
Jefus,  to  thee  I  flee  ! 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renew 'd  by  thee. 

S   Give  me  to  hide  my  blulhing  face, 
While  thy  clear  crois  appears  ; 
Difiblvc  my  heart  in  than^fiiinefs, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

4  O  may  the  nncorrupted  iced 

Abide  and  reign  within; 
And  thy  life-giving  word  forbid 
My  new-born  i'oui  to  fifl. 

5  Father,  I  wait  before  thy  throne  ; 

Gall  me  a  child  of  thine  ! 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Sen, 
To  form  in y  heart  divine. 

6  There  fhed.  thy  promls'd  love  abroad. 

And  make  my  comfort  i'trcn^;-; 
Then  Qiall  I  lay,  "  My  Paths.  God 
With  an  unwav'ying  tongue. 
H  Y  M  N     CXX,     ' 
1    I^ATHER,  I  ftretch  mj 
JL      No  other  help  I  know  : 
If  thoi]  withdraw  thyielf  from  m -, 
Ah,    vhithe:  flialU  gc  I 

■  only  Sen  endur? . 
I  drew  my  breath  ! 
,ii,  what  labour  to  f- 
Lou)  fi-oni  cndlef;  civ 


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116  SUPPLICATION 

S  O  Jefus,  could  I  this  believe, 
I  now  fhould  feel  thy  pow'r  ; 
Now  rny  poor  foul  thou  wouldft  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes  ; 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift  ; 
My  foul  without  it  dies. 

5  Surely  thou  canft  not  let  me  die  ; 

O  fpeak,  and  I  fhall  live  ! 

And  here  I  will  unweary'd  lie  ; 

Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 

6  The  worft  of  finners  would  rejoice, 

Could  they  but  fee  thy  face  : 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 
And  tafle  thy  pard'ning  grace  ! 

H  Y  M  N     CXXI. 

V    TESUS,  Shepherd  of  thy  fheep, 
J    Pity  my  unfettled  foul ; 
Guide,  and  nourifn  me,  and  keep, 

Till  thy  love  fhall  make  me  whole  : 
Give  me  perfect  foundnefs,  give  ; 
Make  me  fteadfaflly  believe. 

2  I  am  never  at  one  flay  ; 

Changing  ev'ry  hour  I  am  ; 
But  thou  art,  as  yeflerday, 

Nov/  and  evermore  the  fame  : 
Conflancy  to  me  impart, 
'Stablifh,  with  thy  grace,  my  heart, 

3  Lay  thy  weighty  crofs  on  me, 

AH  my  unbelief  ccntroul : 


AND      1'HA.YKR 


117 


Till  the  rebel  ccafe  to  be, 

Keep  him  down  within  my  foul : 

That  r.e  never  more  may  move, 

Root  and  ground  me  fait  in  love. 
r   Give  me  faith  to  hold  me  up, 
Walking  over  life's  rough  fea  ; 

Holy  purifying  hope, 

Still  my  foul's  fare  anchor  be  : 

That  I  may  be  always  thine, 

Perfect,  me  in  love  divine. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXII.     S.  S$. 

OMAY  thy  pow'rful  word 
Infpire  a  feeble  worm, 
To  rujh  into  thy  kingdom,  Koi*I> 

And  take  it  as  by  ilerm  1 
O  may  we  all  improve 

The  grace  already  ■Xv'n,    • 
Toieizethe  crown  of  per  feci  lave, 
And  fcale  the  mount  of  heAto  S 
HYMN     CXXTT1. 

1  S~\  Wond'rons  oow'r  of  faithful  p; 
\J  Wnat  tongue  can  tell  th'  ahni-m 
God's  hands  are  hound  or  open  avej 

As  3  '  Elijah  prays  = 

Let  JSfofes  in  the  Spirit  groan, 
A:idG')d  cries  ont,  t;  Let  me  alone  !' 

2  "  Let  me  alone,  that  all  aoy  Wraui 

"May  rife,  the  v/:c'l^d  to  ccniupe  ! 
<■'■  While  Juitice  hears  thy  pra;  im<;  faith, 

«  It  cannot  feal  the  tinners  doom  : 
M  My  Son  is  in  my  hrrvant'spray'r, 
li  And  Jefus  forces  riie  to  fpare." 


US  SUPPLICATION 

3  O  bleffed  word  of  gofpel-grace, 

Which  now  we  for  our  Ifrael  plead  ! 
A  faithlefs  and  backfliding  race, 

Whom  thou  haft  out  of  Egypt  freed  ; 
O  do  not  then  in  wrath  chaftife, 
Nor  let  thy  whole  difpleafurc  rife  ! 

4  Father,  we  afk  in  Jefu's  name  ; 

In  Jefu's  pow'r  and  fpirit  pray  ; 
Divert  thy  vengeful  thunder's  aim  ! 

O  turn  thy  threat'ning  wrath  away  I 
Our  guilt  and  punifhment  remove, 
And  magnify  thy  pard'ning  love  i 

5>    Father,  regard  thy  pleading  Son, 
Accept  his  all-availing  prayer  ; 
And  fend  a  peaceful  anfwer  down, 

In  honour  of  our  Spokefman  there  1 
Whofe  blood  proclaims  our  fins  forgiv'n, 
Aiid  fpeaks  thy  rebels  up  to  heav'n. 

HYMN     GXXIV.     L.  M. 

!   T^IERjGE,  fill  me  with  a  humble  fear  ; 
JL      My  utter  helpleflnefs  reveal  ; 
Satan  and  fin  are  always  near; 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel  ! 

3   O!  that  to  thee  my  conftant  mind, 
Might  with*  an  even  flame  afpire  ; 
Pride  in  its  earlieft  motions,  find, 
And  mark  the  rifings  of  defire. 

2  O  !  that  my  tender  foul  might  fly 

The  firfl  abhorr'd  approach  of  ill  ; 
Quick,  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
The  flighted  touch  of  Cn  to  feel ! 


AKD     PUATER.  1  19 

A  Till  thou  anew  my  foul  create, 

Still  may  I  ftrive,  and  watch,  and  pray  ; 
Humbly  and  confidently  wait, 
And  long  to  fee  the  perfect  day. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXV.     L.  M. 

1  /"\  GOD,  m oft  merciful  and  true, 
V^>/  Thy  nature  to  my  foul  impart  \ 
'Stablifh  with  me  the  cov'nant  new, 

And  write  falvation  on  my  heart. 

2  To  real  holinefs  reftor'd, 

0  let  me  *-ain  my  Saviour's  mind  ; 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  my  Lord, 

Fulnefs  of  life  eternal  find. 

3  Remember,  Lard,  my  fins  no  more  ;     . 

Though  them  I  may  no  more  forget.'; 
But,  funk  in  guiltlefs  fhame,  adore 
With  fpeechlcfs  wonder  at  thy  feet. 

4  O'erwhelm'd  with  thy  ftupeiido.us  grace,  - 

1  (hall  not  in  thy  prefence  move  ; 
But  breathe  unutterable  praite, 

In  rapt'rous  awe  and  Stent  love. 

5  Then  ev'ry  murm'ring  thought,  ami  vain, 

Expire?,  in  fweet  confufion  loft  : 
I  cannot  of  my  crofs  complain, 
I  cannot  of  my  goodnefs  boat!:. 

6  Pardon'd  for  all  that  I  have  done, 

My  mouth  as  in  the  duft  I  hide, 
And  glory  p-ive  to  God  alone, 
My  G-:d"for  ever  p-clfy'd  ! 


120  SUPPLICATION 

H  Y  M  N     CXXVL 

1  "ITTTTHY  not  now,  my  God,  my  God 

V  V      Ready  if  thou  always  art, 
Make  in  me  thy  mean  abode, 

Take  poffeinon  of  my  heart  : 
If  thou  canft  fo  greatly  bow, 
Friend  of  finners,  why  not  now  ? 

2  God  of  love,  in  this  ray  day, 

For  thyfelf,  to  thee  J  cry  ; 
Dying-,  if  thou  dill  delay, 

Mint  I  not  for  ever  die  ? 
Enter  now  thy  pobreft  home  : 
Now,  rny  utmolt  Saviour;,  come. 

HYMN     CXXVII. 

OW,  ah  !  now,  I  yield,  I  yield, 
With  all  my  fins  to  part  ; 
JeiUSj  fpeak  my  pardon  feal'd', 
A  lid  purify  my  heart  ! 

the  I  eve  of  fin  away, 
1  m  n   I  into  nothing  fall  : 
r\  :■  ;n  3    fee  the  perfect  day  : 
And  Ghri$  is,  all  in  all. 

\  ■  '-  •-,  now  cur  hearts  infpire 
With  that  pure  love  of  thine  ; 
v  the  heav'nly  fire, 
en  and  refine  : 
Purify  our  faith  like  gold  : 

Al  1  the  d  ro  f s  o  f  fi  n  rem  o  v  e  ; 
Melt  our  (pints  down,  and  mould 
i  rrt  o  thy  perfe£  lov  e. 


AND     PUAYI-.R. 


\:v 


II  Y  M  N     CXXVIIT.     C.  M. 

1  pOME,  thou  omhifcient  Son  of  man, 
V_>4    Difplay  thy  fifting  pow'r  ; 

Come  with  thy  Spirit's  winnowing  fan, 
And  throughly  purge  thy  floor. 

2  The  chaff  of  fin,  th'  accurfed  thing, 

Far  from  cur  fouls  be  driv'n  : 
The  wheat  into  thy  garner  bring, 
And  lay  us  up  for  heav'n. 

3  Look  through  us  with  thine  eyes  of  flame, 

The  clouds  and  darknefs  chafe  : 
And  tell  me  -what  by  fin  I  am, 
And  what  I  am  by  grace. 

4  Wh ate 'er  offends  thy  glorious  eyes, 

Far  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
As  dufl  before  the  whirlwind  files, 
Difperfe  it  by  thy  love, 

5  Then  let  us«a!!  thy  fulnefs  know, 

From  ev'ry  £n  let  free  ; 
Sav'd,  to  the  utmoft,  far'd  below, 
And  perfected  by  thee. 

K  Y  M  N     CXXIX. 

1    O  AVIOUR  from  fin,  I  wait  to  prove 
O  That  Jefus  is  thy  healing  name, 
'i  o  lofe,  v.'hen  perfected  in  love, 
Wbate'er  of  fin  T  have,  or  am  ; 
y  me  on  thy. faithful  word, 
The  fervant  Iliall  be  as  his  Lord. 

~   Anfwer  That  gracious  end  in  me, 

For  v.  hich  thy  precious  life  was  jf.v'n  ; 


122  SUPPLICATION 

Redeem  from  all  iniquity, 

Reflore  and  make  me  meet  for  heav'n; 
Unlefs  thou  purge  my  ev'ry  ftain, 
My  fufF'rings  and  my  faith  are  vain. 

3  'Tis  not  a  bare  releafe  fr»m  fin, 

Its  guilt  and  pain,niy  foul  requires  ; 
I  want  the  grace  of  povv'r  within  : 

Thee,  Jefus,  thee  my  heart  defires, 
And  pants  and  breaks  to  be  renew 'd, 
And  walh'd  in  thine  all-cleanfing  blood. 

4  Didft  thou  not  die  that  I  might  live 

No  longer  to  rayielf,  but  thee  ? 
'  Might  body,  foul,  ar.d  fpirit  give 

To  him  who  gave  himfelf  for  me  ? 
Come  then,  my  Mailer,  and  my  God, 
Take  the  dear  purchafe  of  thy  blood.' 
i.  Thine  own  peculiar  fsrvant  claim, 

For  thine  own  truth  and  mercy's  fake^ 
Hallow  in  me  thy  glorious  name  : 

Me  .for  thine  own  this  moment  take, 
A.nd  ."change  and  throughly  purify  ; 
Thine  only  may  I  live  and  die. 

H  Y  M  N    CXXX. 

1  -/^OMEj  O  thou  traveller  unknown-, 
\Ji    YVhcm  ftil!  I  own,  but  cannot  fe$» 
My  company  before  io  gone, 

And  I  am  ksft  alone  with  thee  ; 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  ftay, 
And  wreftle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  In  vain  thou  Rrugglefl  to  get  free, 

I  never  will  nnloofe  mv  l}«ld  : 


a:cd    PRATIl. 

Art  thou  the  roan  who  dy'd  for  ne  ? 

The  iocret  of  thy  love  unfold  : 
Wrertling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name  thy  nature  know. 

3  Whattho'  my  Shrinking  fkfii  coroplaii, 

And  murmur  to  contend  fo  long, 
I  rife  fuperior  to  my  pai;-,, 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  flrong  : 

And  when  my  all  of  ftrength  fliall  fail, 
I  (hall  with  the  God-Man  prevail. 

4  Yield  to  me  now — for  I  am  weak, 

But  confident  in  felf-defpair 5 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blelTmgs  fpeak, 

Be  cenquer'd  by  my  inftaut  pray'r  ;  • 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  (halt  move,- 
Aud  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  love. 

5  'Tis  love,  'tis  love  !  Thou  c'y'dft  for  me, 

I  hear  thy  whifper  in  my  heart, 
The  morning  breaks,  the  fhadows  flee;, 

Pure,  univerfal  love  thou  art ; 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move. 
T-hy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 

6  I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, 

Jefus,  the  feeble  finner's  friend  ; 
Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  ni^ht  depart, 

But  flay  and  love  me  to  thcend  ; 
Thy  mercies  never  (hall  remove, 
Thy  nature  andthy  name  is  love. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXI.     Watch-night, 

I    (T^^T  Rave  ws  pafs'd  the  guiltv  night 
%^/  jj» -revelling*  and  frantic  mirth  ; 


124  SUPPLICATION 


The  creature  was  our  fole  delight, 

Our  happinei's  the  things  of  earth  ; 
But  O,  fufiace  the  feafon  pad, 
We  chooie  the  better  part  at  laft. 

We  will  not  clofe  cv.r  wakeful  eyes, 
We  will  not  let  our  eyelids  fleepjj 

But  bunbly  lift  them  to  the  ikies, 
Ahd  all  a.  foleinh  vigil  keep  ; 

So  man)7  nights  en  fin  befcow'd. 

Can  we  Hot  watch  one  hour  for  Gcd  ! 

We  can,  dear  Jefus,  for  thy  fake, 
Devote  our  ev'ryhourto  thee  ; 
eak  but  the.  word,  our  fouls  fhall  wake, 
And  ftpg  with  cheerful  melody  ; 
it  praitc  ihall  pur  glad: tongues  employ, 
k!  evrry  heart  thai!  dance  lor  joy. 
ar  object  of  our  faith  arid  love, 
We  lillen  for  thy  welcome  voice, 
\r  gaEr.fq.ns  and  our  works  approve, 
And  bid  us  in  thv  ftrength  rejoice  ; 


o      ^ 


i\  o'.v  let  us  near  the  mighty  cry, 

And  fhout  to  find  the  Bridegroom  nigh. 

Shout  ih  the  fftidft  of  us,  O  King 

Off-:.'  I   our  joys  abound, 

Let  us  rfj  c  thanks,  and  6ng, 

..  ;     ! .  :■■  ■  ademption  found  : 

We  a'fk  ip  faith  for  cv'ry  ibid  ; 
Q  let  our  glorious  icy  be  full. 
O  may  we  all  triumphant  rife, 

With  ioy  upon  our  heads  return., 
And  far  above  thefe  nether  ikies, 

Uy  thee  on  eagle's  wings  upborne, 


a:.:d  prayer. 


Through  all  yon  radiant  circle  move, 
And  gain  the  highefi  heav'n  of  love  ! 

HYMN     CXXX1I.     L.  M. 

1      y\  N  inward  baptifm  of  pure  fire, 
_Z~jL  Wherewith  to  be  baptm'd  I  have  ; 
'Tis  all  my  longing  foul's  defire  ; 
This,  only  this  my  foul  can  fave. 
3    Strait'ned  I  am,  till  this  be  done  ; 
Kindle  in  me  the  living  flame  ; 
Father  in  me,  reveal  thy  Son  : 
Baptize  me  into  Jefu's  name. 

3  Transform  my  nature  into  thin:, 

L~t  all  my  pow'rs  thine  imprefs  feci. 
Let  all  my  foul  become  divine. 

And  ftaxnp  roc  with  thy  Spirit's  feai. 

4  Lpve,  mighty  love,  my  heart  o'r.-pov'r, 

Ah  !  why  deft  thov.  to  long  delay  ! 
Cat  fhort  the  work,  bnn^  near  the  hoar. 
And  let  me  fee  thy  penecfc  c::;  . 

5  Behold,  for  thee  I  ever  writ, 

Now  let  me  m  thir.fi  image  mine, 
NVw  the  new  Iieav'ft'S  ana  earth  create, 
And  plant  with  rlghtcoufBcfs  divine. 
€    If  with  the  wretched  ions  of  men 
ill  be  thy  delight  to  live, 
Come.  Lord,  beget  my  foul  again, 
Thyfelf,  thy  goic/k'rjng  Spirit  gh    . 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXIII.     C.  M. 

1    J^OUNTAIN  of  life,  t9  ail  feW, 
JL     Let  tby  fa.vstiou  vol1  : 
L  2 


126  SUPPLICATION 

Water,  repleniih,  and  o'erflow 
Ev'ry  believing  foul. 

2  Into  that  happy  number,  Lord*, 

Us  weary  tinners  take  ; 
Jefus,  fulfil  thy  gracious  word, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  lake. 

3  Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide, 

A«d  we  (hall  flow  to  thee, 
While  down  the  ilreafli  of  time  we  glide, 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  "thou  art, 

Of  joy  the  f  welling  'dood  ; 
Wafted  by  thee,  with  witting  heart, 
We  fw*ft  return  to  God. 

5  We  foon  fli «iT  1  reach  the  boundlcfs  fca, 

liixp  thy  furlneis  fail  ; 
Be  ioil  and  fwatlow'd  up  in  thee, 
Our  God,  our  All  in  All. 

.   H  Y  Ivi  N     CXXXIV.     L.  M. 

THOU,  whom  all  thy  faints  adore, 
We  now  with  all  thy  faints  a0-rce, 
And  bow  cur  inmoft  fouls  before 

Thy  glorious  awful  Majefty. 
The  King  of  nations  we  proclaim  ; 

Who  Would  not  our  great  Sov'rcign  fear? 
We  long  :'  experience  all  thy  name, 

And  now  we  come  to  meet  thee  here. 
We  come,  great  God,  to  feek  thy  face, 

And  for  thy  loving  kin.dneis  w.iit ; 
And  O  how  dreadful  is  this  place  ! 

Tig  God's  own  houfe,  'cis  heaven's  gite. 


A>JD    P2AYER.  127 

4  Tremble  our  hearts  to  find  thee  nigh, 

To  thee  our  trembling  hearts  a  f pi  re  : 
And  lo  !  we  fte  defcend  from  high, 
The  pillar  and  the  flame  of  fire* 

5  Still  let  it  on  th*  affembly  flay, 

And  all  the  houfe  with  glory  fill  : 
To  Canaan's  bounds  point  cut  the  Way, 
And  bring  us  to  the  holy  hill. 

€  There  let  us  all  with  Jefus  (land, 

..':  join  the  geu*ral  church  above, 
And  take  our  feats  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  Gng  thine  eVerlafting  love. 

7  Come,  Lord,  our  fouls  are  ©a  the  wing, 
Now  on  thy  great  white  throne  appear, 
And  let  mine  eyes  behold  my  King, 
e  fee  my  Saviour  there. 

II  Y  M  N     GXXXV.     L.  M. 

1  Q/\Y,  *.  E/ord  ? 

kD  You  all  may  now  c  ;e-j 

Bshold  hi 

Where   :  ...  * 

*.* 

2  Clear  aa  - 

To  ev'ry  foul  that  twrus  h  senr"  , 
Air-kHi.  the  golden  can 

He  walks";  and  to  !  I:  .:.. 

3  IjrefejiJ  t:  :. 

Y .  it  e  j 

Down  ■ 


I3S  SUPPLICA.TJON 

4  A  golden  girdle  binds  his  breafl, 

(Whence  dreams  of  confolation  flow, 
Milk  for  his  new-born  babes,  who  rott 
In  him,  nor  otI>er  com  fd  rt  know.) 

5  His  form  is  as  the  Soil  of  Man, 

His  eyes  are  as  a  flame  of 
They  dart  a  (ih-confuming  pain. 
And  life  and  joy  divine  infpifc. 

6  His  fpotlefs  purity  of  foul, 

We  by  a  lovely  emblem  know  : 
His  head  and  hair  are  white  as  wool, 
White  are  they  as  the  driven  fnow. 

7  Glitter  his  feet  like  polifh'd  brais 

That  long  hath  in  the  furnace  mottc, 
Brighter  than  lightning  is  his  fate, 
Brighter  than  the  meridian  fun. 

8  As  many  waters  founds  his  word, 

Sev'n  -ftars  he  holds  in  his  right  hand, 
Ont  of  his  mouth  a  two-edg'd  (woy-I 
.  Goes  forth  :  before  it  who  can  (land  I 

9  Lev,  at  thy  feet  we  fall  as  dead, 

Lay  thy  right  hand  upon  our  foul, 
Scatter  our  i^ars,  thy  Spirit  Hied, 
A*>d  all  our  unbelief  controaL 

10  Tell  us,  "  I  am  the  Firft  and  Lafr, 

"  Who  liv',1  and  dv'd  for  all,  am  I  ! 
«  And  In!  my  bitter  death  is 

W1-  A  v\  *o  ;  I  live  n^  mare  to  die  ! 

1 1  •'<  I  have  the  keys  of  death  end  . 

A  -v.  e  i  !  thy. record  we  receive, 
And  v-   it  till  thou  our  fpirha  fee:!, 
And  all  ta  all  for  ever  live. 


AWB    PRAYF.K.  1-5 

II    Y    M    N       CXXXVI. 

1  TTN  botindlcfs  mercy,,  gracious  Lord,  appear, 
JL  DArknefsdifpel,the  humble  mourner  cheer, 
Vain  thoughts  remove,  melt  down  this  flinty 

heart  ; 
Cnufe  ev'ry  foul  to  choofe  the  better  part* 
5-  Thy  prcfence  fdls  the  nniverfai  (pace  ; 
Thv  grape  appears  to  nil  the  fallen  race  : 
O!  vifit  us  with  light  and  life  dhine, 
Fill  ev'ry  foul,  for  ev'ry  foul  is  thine. 

3  The  bleffed  Jefjis  is  my  Lord,  my  love  ; 

Ke  is  my  King",  from  him  I  would  not  move  ; 

Away  tbeii)  all  ye  objects  that  divert, 

Nor  feck  to  draw  from  my  dear  Lord  my  heart. 

4  That  uncreated  bsauty  which  hath  oain'd 
Myraviih'd  heart,  hath  all  yp.ui  '.h,:y  ftati;'dj 
His  lovelinefs  ray  foul  hath  pivpeffcfs'dj 
And  left  no  room  for  any  other  gueih- 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXVII.     C.  M. 

i   1  '    QUO,  all  I  am  is  ktiown  to  th«$  ; 
JL—J  Ir;  vain  my  foul  would  try 
To  fhun  thy  prefen.Ce,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Tl  roilnding  fight  furveys 

My  riling  and  my  reft, 

lie  walks,  my  private  v.ays. 
The  fecrets  bf  my  b  re  a  ft, 

3  My  thoughts'  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 

Bet;  re  they're  form'd  within  : 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
j  knov,  'ft  the  fenfe  I  mean. 


I3Q  SUPPLICATION" 

4  O  wondVous  knowledge,  deep,  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Befet  on  ev'ry  fide. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  furround  me  ftill, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  gnard  my  foul  from  ev'ry  ill, 

Securd  by  Sov'reign  love. 

H  Y  M  N     CX XXVIII.     S.  M. 

:ATHER,  I  dare  believe 
Thee  merciful  and  true  : 
Thnn  wik  my  guilty  lout  forgiv©, 
My  f.ilten  foul  renew. 

~Ccme.  then,  for  Jefu*s  fake, 

i\nd  bid  my  heart  be  clean  ; 
'  An'eml  of  ail  my  troubles  make, 
*'•  'Ajt  e-Tld  of  all  my  (in. 

-I  ^cannot  wafji  my  heart, 

,  .But. bv  believing  thee: 
Ar.l  wu'v'tu;;  ->*-  thy  blood  t'impart 

-  The-  ipotiffs  purity. 

tois  T  lie, 
Jefua  the  grace  jWftow  : 
N  »wi  thy  all -clean  ft  ng  blood  apply;, 

And  make  rne  white  as  {'new. 

II  Y  M  N     CXXXIX.     C.  M. 

ASK  ths  gt-ft  of  nglytedtifoe&j 
n-fubduing  pow'r  ; 
to  believe,  and  go  in  p^nco, 
;■  grieve  t^ee  m 


AND    PRATER.  131 

2   My  indent  foul  cries  out,  oppreiVd, 
I  inpatient  to  be  freed  ! 
Nor  can  1,  Lord,  nor  will  I  reify 
Till  I  am  fav'd  indeed. 

2  Art  thou  not  able  to  convert, 
Art  thou  not  willing-  too  ? 
To  change  this  old,  rebellious  heart, 
To  conquer  and  renew  ? 

HYMN     CXL. 

1  T    OVING  Jefus,  gentle  Lamb, 

"  -A  In  thy  gracious  hands  I  am, 
Make  me,  Saviour,  what  tbcu  art, . 
Live  thyfelf  within  my  heart. 

2  I  (hall  then  fhew  forth  thy  praiiV, 
Serve  thee  all  my  happy  days  : 
Then  the  world  fhall  always  i^e 
Chrift  the  holy  child  in  me. 

HYMN     CXLI.     L.  "M. 

\   f^\  THOU  who  cojneft  iVcm  above  | 
\J  The  pure  cekiii:.!  lire  t'  im^.-t, 
Kindle  a  flame  oi'i'acred  love, 
On  the  mean  altar  of  my  Jheart  1 

2  Thcrj  let  it  for  thy  gbry'burn, . 

With  inextinguifliable  blaze. 
And  'trembling  to  its  fource  return. 
In-humble  love  and  fervent  praifc. 

3  Jtius,  confirm  my  heart's  defi'ffc* 

To  work,  andipeak,  and  think  fertile* 
\ ■.111  let  me  guard  the  Uolyfirej 
Arid  feil fthun  tfcv*riftij    m«. 


132  supplication,  Sec. 

4   Ready  for  all  thy  perfect  will, 

My  a6ts  of  faith  and  love  repeat  ; 
Till  death  thy  endlefs  mercies  leal, 
And  make  the  facrifice  complete. 

H  Y  M  N     CXLII. 

1  'r  §  TIS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

JSL     Oft  it  oaufes  anxious  thought 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no  ; 
Ana  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  lore,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Wny  this  mill  and  lifekfs  frame  ? 
Kardiy,  lure,  can  they  be  worie, 
W'iiQ  have  never  heard  his  name.. 

3  Goivld  my  lie-art  fo  hard  remain, 

fraycr  a  talk  and  burden  prove  ; 
I'v'vy  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  f:;xw  a  Saviour's  lover 

4  Wheri  1  turn  mine,  eyes  within, 

O  ivr.v  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  : 
Efcoi.fi  to  unbelief  and  fin, 
C  .:i  i  deem  myielf  a  child  I 
i    If  T     ray-,  or  hear,  or  read, 
weak  in  ill  I  do  ; 
You  that  iove  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  lilt  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Y.  t  '  ra<   iro  my  flubborn  will, 

j    (in  a  grief  and  thrall  ; 
Sho;  |u  !  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Could  I  joy  with  faints  to  meet, 

Cuoofe  the  wavs  I  once  abhon'd  : 


REJOICING,  SCC. 

Find,  at  times,  the  promife  fwect, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  cafe  ! 

Thou, "who  art  thy  people's  km  ; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Kelp  me  to  begin  to-day. 


REJOICING  AND  PB&IS& 

HYMN     CXLIIT. 

1   "\7"E  happy  fin  tiers,  hear, 

1      The  pris'ners  of  the  Lord, 
And  wait  till  Chrift  appear, 
According  to  his  word  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  mc, 
We  mall  from  all  our  fias  be  free. 

ci   The  Lord,  our  righteoufnds, 
We  have  long  iince  received  j 
Salvation  nearer  is 

Than  when  we  fir  ft  believ'd  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
W<2  (hall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

3    In  'iod  we  put  our  truft  ; 
wc  our  fins  confefs, 
Faiiipful  he  is,  and  juft, 
From  all  unrighteoufnefs 

M 


14  HEJOICIXC 

To  cleanfe  us  all,  both  you  and  me, 
We  (hall  from  all  our  fins  be:  free. 

4  Surely  in  us  the  hope 

Of  glory  mall  appear; 
Sinners,  your  heads  lift  up, 

And  fee  redemption  near  ; 
Again  I  fay,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  (hall  from  all  our  fins-  be  free. 

5  Who  Jefu's  fufPrings  (hare, 

My  fellow-pris'tiers  now, 
Yc  loon  the-weath  mall  wcay 

On  your  triumphant  brow  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  {hall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

6  The  word  of  God  is  lure, 

.  And  never  can  remove,  » 

We  [hall  in  heart  be  pure, 

And  perfected  in  love  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
\V^  fliail  from  all  our  fins  be  l\cc» 

7  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 

Our  iacriuce  of  pra'ue,     . 
Let  us  give  thanks,  and  ling, 

And  glory  "is  his  grace  : 
Rejoice  in  nope,  rejoice  with  nic, 
Wc  (ball  from  all  our  i\na  be  free. 

H  Y  M  N     CXLIV.     S.,M. 
1    iptOfcTE,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
V_>i   And  let  your  joy*  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a.  fong,  with  fwcet  accord, 
While  ve  i  unround  his  throne : 


AND    FBA*SKt  135 

Lctthofe  refufe  to  fin£ 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  fervants  of  the  heaVnly  Kin 7 
May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 

The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

That  all  the  earth  furveys. 
That  rides  upon  the  llormy  fkv. 

And  Calms  tflfc  roaring;  feas  : 
This  awful  God  is  ours. 

Our  Father  and  our  Love  : 
He  will  fend  down  his  heav'nly  pow'rs 

To  carry  ns  above. 

There  we  {hall  fee  his  face, 

And  never,  never  fin  ! 
There,  from  the  river  of  his  gfa^*> 

Drink  endlefs  plcafurcs  in  : 
Yea,  and  before  we  rife 

To  that  immortal  (late-, 
The  thoughts  of  fucla  amazing 

Should  confb.nt  joys  crtv     . 

TJje  men  of  grr.ee  hrvc  found      • 

Glory  begun  "below  ; 
Celeftial  fruit, on  earthy  — thI 

From  faith  and  hope  nr 
'    Then  let  our  fongs 

And  e.v'ry  tc-gr  l>e  dry  ; 

^  rrj'nrch'rDg  thro'  I  [»«  ground 

To  fairer  worlds  mi  bis 


HH 
T 


H  Y  M  N     CXLV.     L.  Mi 

PPY  the  m.nn  rn --t  find? 
The  bleffiflg  of  Gou'c  <  liofen  , 


136  REJOICING 

The  wifdom  coming  from  above, 
The  faith  that  fweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy  beyond  defcription  he, 
Who  knows  the  Saviour  dy'dfor  me, 
The  gift  unfpeakable  obtains, 

And  heav'nly  underftanding  gains. 

3  Wifdom  divine!  Who  tells  the  price 
Of  wifdom's  coilly  merchandife  ? 
Wifdom  to  filver  we  prefer, 

'    And  gold  is  drofs  compar'd  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  fill'd  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  immortal  praife  : 
Riches  of  Chrift  on  all  befiow'd, 

And  honour  that  defcends  from  God. 

5  To  pureft  joys  (lie  ali  invites, 
f'iiattc,  holy,  fpiritual  delights; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleafantnefs, 
And  all  her  flow'ry  paths  are  peace. 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wifdom  gains  ; 

i  ice  happy  who  his  gueft  retains  j 
He  o\rnSj  aud  iliall  forever  own, 
Wifdom,  and  Chrift,  and  heav'n  are  one, 

H  Y  M  N     GXLVI.     G.  M. 

HAPPY  the  fouls  to  Jefusjoin'd, 
And  fav'd  by  grace  alone  ; 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 

2   The  church   triumphant  in  thy  love, 
Their  mighty  joys  we  know  ; 
They  ling  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below* 


AND    PRAISE.  I 

3  Thee,  in  thy  glorious  realm,  they  praife 

And  how  before  thy  throne  ! 
We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace  ; 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holieil  leads  ; 

From  thence  oar  fpirits  nfe  ; 
And  he  that  in  thy  (latutes  treads. 
Shall  m<°et  thee  in  the  fkics. 

HYMN     CXLVII. 

1  '  £T  earth  and  hejiv'n  apree, 
JLi  Angels  and  men  be  join'd, 
To  celebrate  with  me 

The  Saviour  o\  mankind  : 
T*  adore  tfie  alL-atf  ■.'■  ig  T,amb. 
And  blefs  the  found  of  Jefu's  nam.". 

2  Jefus  !  transporting  found  ! 

The  joy  of  earth  3nd  besrt  \n  ; 
No  ether  help  is  foi 

No  other  name  is  .civ"-:. 
By  which  we  can  falvation  h 
For  Jefus  came  the  world  to  fave, 

3  Jefus!  harmonious  nam?  '. 

It  charms  the  h€»fts  abrve  ; 
They  evermore  proclaim. 

And  wonder  at  his  love  ; 
'T*is  all  their  bappinefs  to  gaze, 
'Tis  heav'n  to  fee  our  Jefu's  Face* 

4  His  name  the  Himer  hears. 

And  id  from  fin  fee  (Ye 
'Tis  mufjc  in  his  ear.'  ; 
'Tis  lifr-  and  v'nfto rv  ; 
M   2' 


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REJOICING 


New  {bags  do  now  Ms  lipsemploy> 
And  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy. 

Stung  by  the  fcorpion  fin, 

My  poor  expiring  foul 
The  balmy  found  drinks  in, 
And  is  at  once  made  whole  ; 
See  there,  my  Lord  upon  the  tree  ! 
I  hear,  I  feel  he  died  for  me. 

O  unexampled  love  ! 

O  all-redeeming  grace  ! 
How  fwiftly  didft  thou  move 
To  fave  a  fallen  race  : 
What  ihall  I  do  to  make  it  known, 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  haft  done 

O  for  a  trumpet-voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call  ; 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 
In  him  who  dy'd  for  all  ! 
For  all  my  Lord  was  crucify'd  ! 
For  all,  for  all  my  Saviour  dy'd  ! 

To  (Vrve  thy  bleffed  will, 

Thy  dying  love  to  praiie, 
Thy  counfel  to  fulfil, 

And  miniller  thy  grace, 
F.-e.'-iy  what  I  receive  to  give, 
Die  hfc  of  heav'n  on  earth  I  live. 

H  Y  M  N     CXLVIIT. 

A   RISE,  my  foul,  arife, 
J_jL  Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears.. 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears  ; 


AND    PRAISE.  IS* 

Before  the  throne,  my  furety  ftands  ; 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  aton'd  for  ail  our  race, 
And  fprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Receiv'don  Calvary  : 
Tbcy  pour  effec>ual  pray'rs, 
They  flrongly  fpeak  for  me  : 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive  they  cry  ! 
Nor  let  that  ranfom'd  finner  die. 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  One  ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  prefencs  of  his  Son  : 
His   Spirit  anfwers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  1  am  born  of  God.  . 

5  My  God  is  reconcil'd, 

//*"       His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear  -f 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
I  can  no  longer  fear : 
With  confidence  I  now  drawnighj 
And   Father,  Abba  Father  !   cry. 

H  Y  M  N     GXLIX. 

1    TVT  ^  ^0C*  *  am  thine>  wiiat  cofnfort  divine  ; 
jLv'JL   What   pleafure  to  know  that  my  Je- 

fus  is  mine  ! 
In  th'  h,      ;nly  Lamb,  thrice  happy  I  am  : 
rejoice  at  the  found  of  his  nam*. 


14©  REjOlClVS 

2  True  pleafures  abound  in  that  blcfled  found  ; 
Whoever  doth  know  it,  hath  paradife  found  : 
My  Jefus  to  know,  and  feel  his  blood  flow, 
'Tis  life  everlafting,  'tis  heaven  below  ! 

3  Yet  onward  I  hafte  to  th'  heavenly  feafl  ; 
That,  that  is  the  fulnefs  ;  but  tlirc  is  the  talle  ; 
And  this  I  (hall  prove,  until  1  remove 

To  th'  heaven  of  heavens  in  Jefus's  love. 

HYMN     CL.     C.  M. 

1    f  §  ^HY  ceafelefs,  uncxhaufted  love, 
JL     Unmerited  and  free, 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  our  mifery. 

2  Thou  waiteft  to  be  gracious  ftill ; 

Thou  do  ft  with  finners  bear, 
That  fav'd,  we  mny  thy  goodnefs  feel. 
And  all  thy  g'*ace  declare. 

3  Tliv  goadnefs  and  thy  truth,  to  me. 

To  e.Vry  foul  abound; 
A  vsfr  unfathomable  fea, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Its  0 reams  the  whole  creation  reach, 

So  plenteous  is  the  ftore  ; 
Enotfgfe  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore  1 

5  Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are, 

A  rock  that  cannot  move  ; 
A  thoufand  pT  miles  declare 
Thy  conftancy  of  love  ! 

6  Throne, bout  the  uniyeric  it  reigns, 

Uig  a  1 1  ?  ra  b  1  y  f u  r  e  ; 


AND    PRAISE.  1*1 

And  while  the  truth  of  God  remains, 
His  goodnefs  muft  endure. 

HYMN     CLT. 

REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King  ; 
Your  Lord  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  ling, 
And  triumph  evermore  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  fay  rejoice  i 

Jefus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love, 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  ftains, 
He  took  his  feat  above  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  See. 

Kis  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n  ; 
The  keys  of  death  and.  hell 
Are  to  our  Jefus  giv'n  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  Sec. 

He  fits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  his  foes  fubmit  : 
And  bow  to  his  command, 

And  fall  beneath  his  feet  ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  See. 

He  all  his  foes  mall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  fins  deftrov  ; 
And  ev'ry  bofom  fwell 

With  pure  feraphic   joy: 
Lift  up  your  heart?,  Sec. 

Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jefus,  the  Judge,  (hall  come  ; 


M2  KFJ0ICI3G 

And  take  his  fervants  up  /'^   y 

To  their  eternal  hornet  *~>7 

We  foon  fliull  hear  th'  archangel's  voice, 
The.  trump  of  God  fliall  found  Rejoice  I 
H  Y  M  N     CLTI. 

1  /~\  TEKL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain 
V/  (lore, 

The  time  for  fuch  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er  ; 
A  country  I've  found,  where  true  joys  abound, 
Tc  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  Tbe-fouis  that  believe,  in  paradife  live, 
Aral  rnt:  in- that  number  will  Jefus  receive: 

fooTj  don't  delay— lie  calls  thee  away, 
'Rile,  follow  thy  Saviour,  an-dbiefs  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  krow  what  he  can  beftoAv, 

i£  (light,    flrength,  and  comfort—go  afcer 
him,  g-o- : 
Lo  !  onward  I  move  to  heaven  above, 
Kent  queiTes  !r>w   wondrous   my  journey   will  "s^ 
prove. 

4  G/eat  fi-ils  I  f'^-1  win  from  deaths  heli  and  fui, 

,1  ^liclion.s  ftall  feel  Chrift.  u  ith'm  : 
And  wh<  n  J  Ml  to  die,  Receive  me  !  I'll  cry, 
Wor  Fefus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  w,:n  : 

5  I  do  find j  we  two  are  IV;  jo'm-.d'j 

in  glory,  and  leav-e  foe 
race  I'm  running,  thro-..- 
Henceforth — itill  admitted  to  fee  my  I  . 

6  And  now  I'm  in  care,  my  neighbours  relay  fliare 
Thefe  bleflings ;  to  feek  xhtm  vB\ 

dare  ? 


AND     PRATS*. 


In  bondage,  O  why,  and  death  will  you  lie, 
When  one  uerc  allures  you  free  grace  is  fo  nigh? 

H  Y  M  N     CLIII.     C  M. 

1  TV/TY  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys, 
IVX  The  life  of  my  delights,     ^ 
The  glory  of  my  brighten:  days, 

And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkefl:  fhades  if  thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
Thou  art  my  foul's  bright  morning-lb 
And  thou  my  riling  fun. 

S  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  fl.ii 
With  beams  of  facred  I 
If  Jefus  {hews  his  mercy  mine, 

And  whifpers  I  am  his..  B 

4  My  foul  would  leave  tins  heavy  clay 

At  that  tianfuorting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  mining  way,  I . 

To  fee  and  praife  my  Lord. 

5  Fcarlefs  of  hell,  and  ghaftly  death, 

I'd  break  through  ev.'ry  foe  ; 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  fai  .h 
Would  bear  me  conquVor  through, 

H  Y  M  N     GLIV.     C. 

ET  ev'iy  tongue  thy  g< 

1-i  Thou  Sov'reign  Lord  of  all ; 

ngth'ning  hand. 

And  raife  the  poor  that  fall. 

2   When  forrows  bow  the  lpirit  dt 

Wh^fc  virtue  lies  diftref- 


44  RKJ0ICI3JG 

Beneath  the  proud  oppreficr's  iYcwK, 
Thou  giv'tl  the  mourner  reft. 

Thou  know'ft  the  pains  thy  fervants  feel ; 

Thou  hear'ft  thy  children's  cry ; 
And  their  beft  wifhes  to  fulfil, 

Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

Thy  mercy  never  mall  remove 
From  men  of  hearts  fincere  : 
iou  fav'ft  the  fouls  whofe  humble  love 
Ts  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

;ps  (hall  dwell  upon  thypraife, 
1  fpreacl  thy  fame  abroad  ; 
i  the  fons  of  Adam  raife 
:  honours  of  their  God. 

r:.       HYMN     CLV. 

*HE  fpacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  etherial  iky, 
u>d  ipangled  heavens  (a  fhining  frame!) 
Their  great  Original  proclaim  : 
The  imweary'd  fun,  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  pow'r  difplay, 
And  publishes  to  ev'ry  land 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

Soon  as  the  ev'ning  (hades  prevail. 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  talc, 
And  nightly  to  the  Iift'ning  earth 
Repeats  the  ftory  of  her  birth  : 
While  all  the  ftars  that  round  her  burn. 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
Aivi  fpreacl  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 


AND     PRAISE.  14.S 

3  What  though,  in  fclemn  filence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terreftrial  ball  j 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  found 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found  ; 
In  reafon's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice. 
For  ever  finging  as  they  mine, 
U  The  Hand  that  made  us  is  D-'vine." 

HYMN     CLV1. 

i    f  |  ^HE  voice  of  my  beloved  founds? 

1     While  o'er  the  mountain-tops  he  bounds. 
He  flies  exulting  o'er  the  hills. 
And  all  my  foul  \fith  tranfport  fills  : 
Gently  doth  he  chide  my  (lay, 
"  Rife,  my  love,  and  come  away," 

2  The  fcatter'd  clouds  are  fled  at  laft, 
The  rain  is  gone,  the  winter's  paft, 
The  lovely  vernal  flow  'is  appear, 
ri\.i  warbling  choir  enchants  our  car  ; 

Now,  with  f wee tly-pen five  w»a\ :y 

Coos  the  turtle  dove  alone. 

HYMN     CLV1I.     C.  & 

1   TT'ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glories  thine  ' 
Jj     How  high  thy  wonders  rife  I 
Known  thro*'  the  earth  by  tho:..i"nd  uVus, 

By  thoufands  through  the  fldes  : 
Thole  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thypoiv'r, 

Their  motions  fpeak  thy  fkill  : 
And  on  the  wings  of  ev'ry  hour 
We  rend  thy  patience  ftilU 
N 

V 


146  RKJOICIN& 

2  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  ftands, 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 
They  (hew  the  labour  of  thy  hands, 

Or  iinprefs  of  thy  feet : 
But  when  we  view  thy  ftrange  defign 

To  fave  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  companion  join 

In  their  divined  forms  : 

3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guefs, 
Which  of  the  glories  brighter!  fhone, 

The  juftice  or  the  grace  : 
Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Aclorn  the  heav'nly  plains  ; 
Bright  feraphs  learn  Iminanuel's  name. 

And  try  their  choiceft  ftrains. 

4  O  may  I  bear  fome  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  long  ! 
Wottder  and  joy  (hall  tune  my  heart, 

Arsd  love  command  my  tongue. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

Who  fweetiy  all  agree 
To  fave  a  world  of  fmners  loft, 

Eternal  glory  be. 

HYMN     CLVIII. 

1    T'LL  praife  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
JL  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  ihall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs: 
My  days  of  praife  (hall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  b-ing  lad, 

Or  immortality  endures. 


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AND    PRAISE.  147 

2  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 

On  Ifrael's  God,  who  made  the  Iky,      # 

And  earth  and  feas  with  all  their  tram  : 
His  truth  for  ever  Hands  1'ecnre  I 
He  faves  th'  opprefs'd,  he  feeds  the  poor, 
And  none  (hall  find  his  promife  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eye-fight  on  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  fainting  Mind  : 

He  fends  the  lab'ring  confoence  peace  ; 
He  helps  the  (hanger  in  dittre.fs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  releafe. 

4  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Pi  aile  (hall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  : 
My  days  of  praife'  (hall  ne'er  be  paft 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  lath. 

Or  immortality  endures. 

HYMN     CLIX.     L.  M. 

1  T)RAISE  ye  the  Lord  !  'tis  good'to  raik 
JL      Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praik  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  form'd  the  ftars,  thofe  heav'nly  flames  ; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names: 
His  wifdom's  vau,  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  ail  our  iiown'd  ! 

3  Sinj  to  the  Lord,  exalt  h 

Who  fpreads  his  clouds  arqund  the  iky  ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 


148  REJOICING 

4  He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn  ; 
He  clothes  the  frmling  fields  with  com  ; 
The  beafts  and  birds,  his  hands  fupply 
With  food  and  plenty,  when  they  cry. 

5  What  is  the  creature's  ikill  or  force. 
The  fprightly  man  or  warlike  horfe  ? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  adYive  limb  ? 
All   are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

6  His  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight, 
He  views  his  children  with  delight  ! 

He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear  ; 
He  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

HYMN     CLX.     L.  M. 

1  VVEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
JO  Ye  nations  bow,  with  facred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 

He.  can  create,  aixl  he  deftroy. 

2  His  fov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ! 
And  when  like  wand'ring  flieep  we  ftray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 

High  as  the  heav'us  our  voices  raife  : 
And  earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongue^ 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 

Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love  : 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  muft  Hand, 

When  rolling  years  {hall  ceafe  to  mow*. 


AND    PRAISE.  149 

HYMN     CLXI.     C.  M.     Easier. 

1  r  |  ^HE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praife, 

1      In  concert  with  the  bleft, 
Who  joyful  in  harmonious  lays, 
Employ  an  endlels  reft. 

2  Thus,  Lord,  while  we  remember  thee, 

We  bleft  and  pious  grow, 
By  hymns  of  praife  we  learn  to  be 
Triumphant  here  below. 

3  On  this  glad  day,  a  brighter  fcene 

Of  glory  was  difplay'd, 
By  God,  th'  eternal  Word,  than  when 
This  univerfc  was  made. 

4  He  rifes,  who  mankind  hath  bought 

With  grief  and  pain  extreme  ; 
'Twas  great  to  fpeak  the  world  from  nought. 
'Twas  greater  to  redeem. 

HYMN     CLXII.     G.  M. 

1  QALVATION!  O  the  joyful  Ibund ■» 
)^  What  pleafure  to  our  ears  ! 

A  fov'reign  balm  for  ev'ry  Wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

Glory,  honour,  praise,  and  power, 
Be  vnto  the  Lamb  for  ever  ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer  I 
Hi  lelajah  !  praise  the  Lord  / 

2  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  fpacio us  earth  around, 
While  all  the  aimies  oi  tfce  fky 

Confpire  to  raiie  xh<-  found.  Glory,  Is'c* 
N  2 


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3  Salvation  !  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

To  thee  the  praife  belongs  : 

Salvation  (hall  infpire  our  hearts, 

And  dwell  upon  our  tongues.  Glory,   &c. 

HYMN     CLXIII.     L.  M. 

1  T?ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  ikies,- 

I       Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung, 
Thro'  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue  : 
Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praife  {hall  found  from  (hore  to  fhore, 
Till  funs  mall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

2  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals  bring, 
In  i.'ongs  of  praife  divinely  ling  ; 
The'  gce'&t  falvation  loud  proclaim, 

•  And  ihout  for'  joy  the  Saviour's  name  ! 
In  ev'ry  "land  begin  the  fong  ; 
To  tv'ry  land  the  drains. belong  : 
In  cheerful  founds  all  voices  raife. 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudeft  praife. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXIV.     C.  M. 

1  jf"** ,'O'vIE,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs 
V>'.    With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 

I:ut  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  ourheaits  reply, 
For  he  was  flain  for  us. 


AND     PKATSF..  15  1. 

S   Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honour  and  pow'r  divine  ; 
And  blefTings  more  than  we  can  give. 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4   The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
To  bid's  the  (acred  name 
.Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


HYMN     CLXV. 

1  f^i  LORY  be  to  God  on  high,      . 
\JT   God  whole  glory  fills  the  Iky  : 
Peace  en  earth  to  man  forgiv'n, 
Man  the  well-belov'd  of  heaven. 

2  Sov'reign  Father,  hesv'nly  Ku\  \ 
Thee  we  now  prefume    w  !•  ..    ; 
Glad  thine  attributes  con  Feu, 
Glorious  all  and  I'umbericfs. 

3  Hail  !  by  ail  thy  works  ador'd  ; 
Hail !  thou  everlafting-  Lord  : 

Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove. 
Lord  of  pow'r  and  God  of  love  1 

4  Chad,  our  Lord  and  God  we  own  ; 
Cbrift,  the  Father's  only  Son  : 
Lamb  of  God  ixjr  iinners  ilain, 
Saviour  of  6  ffe  riding  man. 

5  Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  Atonement  thou  ; 
Jefus,  in  thy  name  we  pray, 
Take,  O  take  our  fins  away  ! 


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f>  Pow'rful  Advocate  with  God, 
Juftify  us  by  thy  blood  1 
SancYify  us,  Lord,  and  blefs  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  righteoufnefs. 

HYMN     CLXVI.    C.  M.- 

1  T3"RAJSE  ye  the  Lord,  y'  immortal  choira 
JL      That  fill  the  realms  above  ; 

Praife  him  who  form'd  you  of  his  fires, 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 

2  Shine  to  his  praife,  ye  cryftal  Ikies, 

The  floor  of  his  abode  ; 
Or  veil  in  (hades  your  thoufand  eyes 
Before  your  brighter  God, 

3  Thou  reftlefs  globe  of  golden  light, 

Whofe  beams  create  our  days, 
Join  with  the  filver  queen  of  night, 
To  own  your  borrow'd  rays. 

4  Winds,  ye  {hall  bear  his  name  aloud 

Thro'  the  etherial  blue  ; 
For  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

5  Thunder   and  hail,  and  fire  and  florms, 

The  troops  of  his  command, 
Appear  in  all  your  dreadful  forms, 
And  fpeak  his  awful  hand. 

6  Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  furging  feas, 

In  your  eternal  roar  ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  refound  his  praife, 
And  (hore  reply  to  (hore  : 


AND    l'UAISE.  153 

7   While  montlers,  fporting  on  the  flood, 
In  fcaly  Giver  fliine, 
Speak  terribly,  their  Maker,  God, 
And  lalh  the  foaming  brine. 

g   But  gentler  things  fliall  tune  his  name, 
To  fofter  notes  than  thefe  ; 
Young  zephyrs,  breathing  o'er  the  ftream, 
Or  whifp'ring  thro'  the  trees. 

9  Wave  your  tali  heads,  ye  lofty  pines, 

To  him  that  bids  you  grow  : 
Sweet  cluflers,  bend  the  fruitful  vines 
On  ev'ry  thankful  bough. 

10  Let  the  fhrill  birds  his  honours  raifc, 

And  climb  the  morning  fky  ; 
While  grov'iing  beads  attempt  liis  praif.-, 
In  hoarier  harmony. 

11  Thus  while  the  .meaner  creatures  fitig, 

Ye  mortals  take  the  found  ; 
Echo  the  glories  of  your  King, 
Through  all  the  nations  round. 

HYMN     CLXVIL 

1   HHHE  God  of  Abrah'm  praifr; 

JL     Who  reigns  enthron'a  a  bo  .  '• 
Ancient  of  everlafHng  day's, 
And  God  of  lore  : 
JEHOVAH,   GREAT  I  AM  ! 
By  earth  and  heav'fl  confefs'd  ; 
I  bow  and  blefs  the  facred  Name, 
For  ever  bit  ft. 


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2  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praife, 

At  whofe  fupreme  command 
From  earth  I  rife — and  feek  the  joys 
At  his  right-hand  ; 
I  all  on  earth  forfake, 
Its  wifdom,  fame,  and  pow'r: 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 
My  fhield  and  tow'r. 

3  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praife, 

Whofe  all-fufHcient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days, 
In  all  my  ways  ; 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  i 
He  calls  himfelf  my  God  ! 
And  he  (hall  fave  me  to  the  end 
Through  Jefu's  blood  ! 

<■'.     He  by  himfelf  hath  fv/orn, 
I  on  his  oath  depend, 
i  ihall  on  eagle's  wings  up-borne, 
To  heav'n  afcend  : 
I  mall  behold  his  face, 
I  {hall  his  pow'r  adore, 
And  ling  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore. 

HYMN     CLXVIII.     G.  M. 

1  "Tt/TY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
JlVJL  When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlafling  truft, 

Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  :   * 


AND    PRAISE.  155 

Send  down  thy  grace,  O  bleffed  Lord, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  fhall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celeftial  road  : 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength, 
To  fee  the  Lord  my  God. 

4  Awake,  awake  my  tuneful  pow'rs, 

With  this  delightful  fong, 

And  entertain  the  darkeft  hours, 

Nor  think  the  feafon  long. 

HYMN     CLXIX^ 

1  'HHHIS,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 

1    Our  faithful  unchangeable  Friend  ; 
Whofe  love  is  as  great  as  his  pow'r, 
And  neither  knows  meafure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jefus,  the  Firft  and  the  Laft, 

Whole  Spirit  lhall  guide  us  fafe  home  j 
We'll  praile  him  for  all  that  is  pail:, 
And  trull  him  for  all  that's  to  come, 

HYMN     CLXX.     C.  M. 

1  TT7HEN  all  the  mercies  of  my  God, 

V  V     My  rifing  foul  furveys  ; 
Wny,  my  cold  heart,  art  thou  not  loft 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praife  ? 

2  Thy  providence  my  life  fuftain'd, 

And  all  my  wants  redrefs'd  ; 
While  in  the  filent  womb  I  lay, 
And  hung  upon  the  breaft ; 


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3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear  ; 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 
To  form  themfelves  in  pray'r. 

4  Unnumber'd  comforts  on  ciy  foul 

Thy  tender  care  beftow'd  ; 
Before  my  infant-heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  thofe  comforts  flow'd. 

5  When,  in  the  flipp'ry  paths  of  youth, 

.  With  heedlefs  Heps  J  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unfcen,  convey'd  me  fate, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

i*  Thro'  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  death", 
It  gently  clea^'d  my  way  ; 
And  thro'  the  pleafing  in  ares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

7'  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 
Thy  goodneis  I'll  puriue  ; 
hjid.  after  death,  in  diftant  worlds, 
The  pleafing  theme  renew. 

iS   T'^rovj-h  all  eternity,  to  thee, 
A  grateful  fong  I'll  raife  ; 
But  O  !  eternity's  too  fliort 
To  utter  all  thy  praife. 

HYMN    CLXXI. 
\  TrlOU  God  of  my  falvatios, 
K^J*    My  Iledeemer  from  all  fin, 
Mov'd  to  this  by  great  companion, 
Yearning  bowels  from  within  : 
I  will  praife  thee  : 
.  ere  fliail  I  thy  praife 'begin? 


AND     PRAISE.  157 

2  While  the  angel-choirs  are  crying, 

Glory  to  the  great  I  AM  ! 
I  with  them  would  (till  be  vyirg, 

Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 
O  how  precious 
Is  the  found  of  Jefu's  name! 

3  Now  I  fee,  with  joy  and  wonder, 

Whence  the  healing  ftreams  arofe ; 
Angel-minds  are  loft  to  ponder 

Dying  love's  myfterious  caufe  ; 
Yet  the  bleffing, 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows. 

4  Though  unfeen,  I  love  the  Saviour, 

He  almighty  grace  hath  Ihov.n  ; 
Pardon'd  guilt  and  purchas'd  favour! 

TlTis  he  makes  to  mortals  known  ; 
Give  him  glory, 
Glory,  glory  is  his  own. 

3        Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  us, 
Unperceiv'd  they  mix  the  throng, 
Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crown'd  us., 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  long  : 
Hallelujah, 
Love  and  praife  to  Chrift  belong. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXII.     U  TvL 

J    TTOW  happy  ev'ry  ch*ld  of  grace, 
%.  JL  Who  knows  his  fins  forgiv'u  '. 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 
I  feok  mv  place  in  heav'n  : 
O 


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A  country  far  from  mortal  fight  : 

Yet,  O  !  by  faith  I  fee 
The  land  of  reft,  the  faints'  delight, 

The  heav'n  pre-par'd  for  me. 

2  O  what  a  bleffed  hope  is  ours  \ 

While  here  on  earth  we  flay, 
We  more  than  tafte  the  heav'nly  pow'i'% 

And  antedate  that  day  : 
We  feel  the  refurre&ion  near, 

Our  life  in  Cfrrift  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  pretence  here 

Our  earthen  veffels  fiil'd. 

3  O  -.would  he  more  of  heav'n  beftowl 

And  when  the  reffels  break  ; 
Our  raniom'd  fpirits  then  Oia.il  go, 

To  grafp  the  God  we  ieek  : 
In  rapt'rous  awe  on  him  I'll  gaze, 

.Wh*>  bought  the  fight  for  me., 
And  ftiout  and  wonder  at  his  grate 

Through  all  eternity. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXIII. 

i    TTEAD  of  the  church  triumphant, 
JlI   We  joyfully  adore  txice  ; 
Till  thou  appear,  thy  members  here 
Shall  fing  like  thole  in  glory  : 
We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices, 
With  bled  anticipation  ; 
And  cry  aloud,  and  give  to  Goi 
The  praife  of  our  falvation. 


AND    FBAISE 


i 


2  While  in  affliction's  furnace, 
And  puffing  through  the  fire, 

Thy  love  we  praife,  which  knows  no  clays, 

And  ever  brings  us  Higher  : 

We  clap  our  hands,  exulting 

In  thine  almighty  favour  ; 

The  love  divine,  which  made  us  thine, 

Can  keep  us  thine  for  ever. 

3  Thou  deft  conduct  thy  people, 
Through  torrents  of  temptation  ; 
Nor  will  we  fear,  while  thou  art  near, 
The  fire  of  tribulation  : 

The  world,  with  fin  and  Satan, 

In  vain  our  march  oppofes  ; 

By  thee  we  (hall,  break  thro'  them  all, 

And  fing  the  long  of  Moles. 

4  By  faith,  we  fee  the  glory, 

To  which  thou  fhalt  reftore  us, 

The  crofs  defpife,  for  that  high  prizr, 

Which  thou  hart  fet  before  us  : 

And  if  thou  count  us  worthy, 

We  each,  as  dying  Stephen, 

Shall  fee  thee  ftand,  at  God's  right-hand, 

To  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXIV.     S.  M. 

1  f\  LMIGMTY  Maker,  God, 
XA.  How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  wonders  how  diffus'd  abroad, 

Throughout  creation's  frame! 

2  In  native  white  and  red, 

The  rofe  and  lily  ftand, 


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And  free  f>'om  pride,  their  beauties  fpread, 
To  fhow  thy  /kilful  hand. 

3  The  lark  mounts  up  the  iky. 

With  unambitious  fong  ; 
And  bears  her  Maker's  praife  on  highj 
Upon  her  artlefs  tongue. 

4  Fain  would  I  rife  and  fing 

To  my  Creator  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  heart  adore  my  King,. 
And  give  him  praifes  due. 

5  But  pride,  that  bufy  fin, 

Spoils  all  that  I  perform  ; 
That  pride  which  creeps  fecurely  in, 
And  fweils  a  haughty  worm. 

6  Thy  giories  I  abate, 

Gr  prnife  thee  with  defign  : 
P^rt  of  thy  favours  I  forget, 
Or  think  the  merit  mine. 

7  Create  my  foul  anew, 

Elfe  all  my  worfnip's  vain  ; 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  prove  true 
Till  it  b<*  form'd  aga'm. 

£    Defrend,  celeftial  fire,' 

And  feige  me  from  above  ! 
Wrap  me  in  flames  of  pure  defire, 
A  facrifice  of  love. 

9  .Let  py  and  v/orflv.p  fpend 
The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
And  to  my  God,  my  foul  afcend, 
In  fwcet  perfumes  of  pra'rfe. 


AND    PRAISK.  JGl 

HYMN     CLXXV. 

1  "|3  EJOICE  evermore  with  angels  above, 
JLV  In  Jefus's  pow'r,  in  Jefus's  love: 
With  glad  exultation  your  triumph  proclaim, 
Afcribing  falvation  to  God  and  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Thou,  Lord,  otir  relief  in  trouble  haft  been  ; 
Haft  fav'd  us  from  grief,  haft  fav'd  us  from  fin  : 
The  pow'r  of  thy  Spirit  hath  fet  our  hearts  free, 
And  now  we  inherit  all  fulnefs  in  thee. 

3  All  fulnefs  of  peace,  all  fulnefs  of  joy, 
And  fpiritual  blifs  that  never  fhall  cloy, 
To  us  it  is  given  in  Jefus  to  know 

A  kingdom  of  heaven,  a  heaven  below. 

4  No  longer  we  join,  while  finners  invite  ; 
Nor  envy  the  iwine  their  brutifh  delight  ; 
Their  joy  is  all  fadnefs,  their  mirth  is  ^11  vain  ; 
Their  laughter  is  madnefs,  their  pleafu re  is  pain. 

5  O  might  they  at  laft  with  forrow  return, 
The  pleafures  to  tafte  for  which  they  were  born  : 
Our  Jefus  receiving,  our  happinefs  prove, 
The  joy  of  believing,  the  heav'n  of  love, 

HYMN     CLXXVI. 

1    |^~VFT  I  in  my  heart  have  faid, 
V_>/   Who  fhall  afcend  on  high, 
Mount  to  Chrift,  my  glorious  head, 
And  bring  him  from  the  ikv  ? 
O  2 


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Borne  on  contemplation's  wifrg, 
Surely  I  (hall  find  him  there, 

Where  the  angels  praife  their  King, 
And  gain  the  inorning-irar. 

2  Oft  I  in  ray  heart  have  faid, 

Who  to  the  deep  mall  (loop, 
Sink  with  Chrift  among  the  dead, 

From  thence  to  bring  him  up  ? 
Could  I  but  my  heart  prepare, 

By  unfeign'd  humility, 
Chrift  would  quickly  enter  there, 

And  ever  dwell  in  me. 

3  But  the  righteoufnefs  of  faith, 

Hath  taught  me  better  things  : 
"  Inward  turn  thine  eyes"  (it  faith, 

While  Chri/l  to  me  it  brings) 
"  Chrift  is  ready  to  impart 

"  Life  to  all,  for  life  who  figh  ; 
"  In  thy  mouth,  and  in  thy  heart 

' l  The  word  is  ever  nigh." 


o 


H  Y  M  N     CLXXVII. 

Glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  ! 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above! 
ii  bears  on  eagles'  wings  ; 
It  gives  my  ravidiM  foul  to  taile, 
An  3  !:;il:cs  me  for  foine  moments  feaft 
With  J-"fns,  priefU  and  kings. 

The  things  eternal  I  purfi.e, 
A  h'j.ppitH-fs,  beyond  the  view 
OfthSfe  that  bafely  pant 


A  N  ;j   psaise.  163 

"For  things  by  nature  felt  and  feen  r 
Their  honours,  wealth  and  pleafures  mean, 
I  neither  have  nor  want. 

3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own  : 
A  ftranger  to  the  world,  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  defpife  : 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  feck  a  country  out  of  fight, 

A  country  in  the  ikies. 

4  There  is  my  houfe  and  portion  fair, 
My  treafure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 


For  me  my  elder  brethstn  ftay, 

And  angels  beckon  me  av  a%  , 
:  come  ! 


5"   I  come,  thy  fervant,  Lord,  replies^ 
I  come,  to  meet  thee  in  the  Ikies, 

And  claim  my  h  -av'nly  reft  : 
Now  let  the  pil  urney  eit&i 

Nov,',  O  rey  Saviour,  Brother,  Friei 

Receive  me  to  thy  'ore?.!!:  1 

H  Y  M  N     OLXXVIH. 

I   "\7-E  Ompie  . 

X    Far  from  t'u^  path  of  pe&ce. 
Thai  lawfremiep ted  vvgy 

To  iiic  .:  ;—. 

How  Jong  will  v-  • 

And  throng  i 

And  bate  the  vrifs 

And  mock-'. 


164  REJOICING 

2  Madnefs  and  mifery 

Ye  count  our  life  beneath, 
And  nothing  great  can  fee, 

Or  glorious  in  our  death  I 
As  born  to  fufFer  and  to  grieve, 

Beneath  your  feet  we  lie, 
And  utterly  contemti'd  we  live, 

And  unlaraented  die. 

3  Poor,  pen  live  fcjourners, 

O'erwhelm'd  with  grief  and  woes, 
Perplex'd  with  needlefs  fears, 

And  pleafure's  mortal  foes  : 
More  irkfome  than  a  gaping  tomb, 

Our  fight  ye  cannot  bear, 
Wrapt  in  the  melancholy  gloom 

Of  fanciful  defpair. 

4  So  wretched  and  obfcure, 

The  men  whom  ye  defpife, 
So  fooiifh,  weak,  and  poor, 

Above  your  fcorn  we  rife  : 
Our  confcience,  in  the  Holy  Ghoft, 

Can  witnefs  better  things  ; 
For  he,  whofe  blood  is  all  our  boaft, 

Hath  made  us  priefh  and  kings. 

5  Kiches,  unfearchable, 

In  Jefu's  love  we  know, 
And  pleafures,  from  the  well 

Of  life,  our  fouls  o'erflow  ; 
From  him  the  fpirit  we  receive, 

Of  wiidom,  grace,  and  pow'r, 
And  always  forrowful  we  live, 

Reioicing  evermore. 


AXD    PRAISE.  165 

6  Angels  our  fervants  are, 

And  keep  in  all  our  ways, 
And  in  their  hands  they  bear 

The  facred  ions  of  grace  ; 
-Our  guardians  to  that  heav'nly  blifs, 

They  all  our  fteps  attend  ; 
And  Gcd  himfelf  our  Father  is, 

And  Jefus  is  our  Friend. 

7  With  him  v/e  walk  in  white, 

We  in  his  imr.ge  fhine. 
Our  robes  are  robes  of  light, 

Our  righteoufncfs  divine  : 
On  all  the  mortal  kings  of  earth, 

With  pity  we  look  down, 
And  claim,  in  virtue  of  our  birth, 

A  never-fading  crown. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXIX. 

1  TTARK  !  how  the  gofpd -trumpet  launch: 
XX  Thro'  all  the  earth  the  echo  bounds  I 
And  Jefus,  by  redeeming  blood, 

Is  bringing  finners  back  to  Gcd  ; 
And  guides  them  fafely  by  his  word 
To  endlefs  day. 

2  Hail  !  all-vidtorious  conqu'ring  Lord  ! 
Be  thou  by  all  tfey  works  ador'd, 
Who  undertook  for  finiul  man, 

And  brought  fatvation  thro'  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  may  ever  reign, 
In  endlefs  day. 

2  Fight  on,  ye  conqu'ring  funis,  fight  on, 
And  wlien  the  conquefl  you  have  won, 


266  rejoicing,  Sec. 

The  palms  of  vicVry  you  (hall  bear. 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  {hare, 
And  crowns  of  glory  ever  wear, 
In  endlefs  clay. 

4  There  we  fhall  in  fweet  chorus  join, 
And  faints  and  angels  all  combine, 
To  fing  of  his  redeeming  love, 
When  rolling  years  fhall  ceafe  to  move, 
And  this  (hall  be  our  theme  above, 
In  endlefs  day. 

HYMN     CLXXX.     C.  M. 

i    T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
JL  And  ever  prays  for  me  : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  Thy  love  I  foon  expect  to  find, 

In  all  its  depth  and  height, 
To  comprehend  th'  Eternal  Mind, 
And  grafp  the  Infinite. 

3  When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 

Of  paradife  poffefs'd, 
I  tafte  unutterable  blifs, 
And  everlafting  reft. 

HYMN     CLXXXI. 

I    T  TAIL  !  thou  once  defpifed  Jefas, 
XJl  Hail  thou  everlafting  King  • 
Thou  didft  fuffer  to  redeem  us  ; 

Thou  didft  free  falvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  fin  and  (hame  i 


TRUSTING    IN,   &C.  16' 

By  thy  merits  we  find  favour  ; 
Life  is  given  thro'  thy  name. 

2  Pafchat  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  fins  on  thee  were  laid  : 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  halt  full  atonement  made  : 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Thro'  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  : 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jefus,  hail,  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  ! 
All  the  heav'nly  holts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  tide  : 
There  for  finners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dolt  our  place  prepare  : 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worfhip,  honour,  pow'r  and  blefTing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Loudeft  praifes,  without  ceafing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give  : 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  fpirits  ! 

Bring  your  fweeteft,  nobleft  ln>_ 
Help  to  fmg  our  Saviour's  merits  ; 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praife. 


TRUSTING  IN  GRACE  AND  PROVIDENCE. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXXII. 

"AIN  delufive  world  adieu, 
'ith  all  of  creature -good, 


V   wi 


168  TRUSTING   IN    GRACE 

Only  Jefus  I  purfue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  I 
All  thy  pleafure  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride": 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify 'd  \ 

2  Other  knowledge  I  difdain, 

'Tis  all  but  vanity  : 
Chrift,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  fta-in, 

He  tarred  death  for  me  ! 
Me  to  fave  from  endlefs  woe, 

The  im-atoning  victim  dy'd  ? 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 

3  Here  will  I  fet  up  my  reft  ; 

My  fluctuating  heart, 
From  the  haven  of  his  bread, 

Shall  never  more  depart  : 
Whither  fliouid  a  firmer  go? 

His  wound*  for  me  ftand  open  wide 
Only  Jefus  will  1  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd ! 

I   Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleafure  without  end  ; 
This  is  all  my  happinefs 

On  Jefus  to  depend  ; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide  ; 
Only  loftis  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 
%   O  that  I  could  all  invite, 

This  faying  truth  to  pr-av*; 


AND     PROVIDENCE.  169 

Shew  the  length,  the  breadth,  and  height, 

And  depth  of  Jefu's  love  ! 
Fain  I  would  to  Tinners  (how 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  apply'd  ! 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify 'd  ! 

HYMN     CLXXXTIL     G.  M. 

1  "Y7TTITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

V  V     Of  our  High-Pried  above  : 
His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touch'd  -with  a  fympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  fame. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh, 

Pour'd  out  itrong  cries  and  tears  ; 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afrem, 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

4  Hs'Il  never  quench  the  fmoaking  flax, 

But  raife  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruifed  reed  h«:  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  meaned  .name. 

5  Then  let  our  bumble  faith  addrefs 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r  ; 
^Ve  (hall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  the  diftreifing  hour. 


\70  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 

HYMN     CLXXXIV.  L.1  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  All,  to  heav'n  is  gone, 
J    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  : 
His  track  I  fee,  and  I'll  purine 

The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads'from  banifhment : 
The  King's  highway  of  holinefs, 

I'll  go  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  Tirs  is  the  vay  I  long  have  fought, 


\G    lH'.UI't' 


"d  becaufe  I  found  it  not 


i  ief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
i£e  I  A'as not  lav'd  from  fin. 

1  he  more  I  drove  again. ft  its  pow'r, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more  ; 
\  heard  my  Saviour  fay, 

KG    hither,  foul,  I    AM    THE   WAY." 

Lo  !  glad  I  tame  ;  and  ihou,  bleft  Lamb, 

v  to  thee,  whofe  1  am  ; 
-Nothh      btii  i;n  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothirr;  b'$t  love  mall  1  receive. 

1  teil.LO  fimiers  round, 
aviour  I  have  found'; 
■•■/redeeming  blood, 
And  fay,  A  Behold  the  \?ay  to  God!" 

H    ::   M  N     CLXXXV.       •   M- 

MY  God,  mv  portion  and  my  . 
My  e -Halting  All, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  a 
Ur  on  this  earthly  ball. 


AND     PROVIDENCE.  17 

j>**What  empty  things  are  all  the  fkies, 
And  this  inferior  clod  ? 
There's  nothing  here  deferves  my  joy.  . 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  fun 

Scatters  hit,  feeble  light  ; 
'Tis  thy  fweet  beams  Create,  my  noon  ; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  wbilft  upon  my  reliefs  bed, 

Among  the  lhades  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer   (hews  Ins  head, 
'Tis  morning  with  my  foul. 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  fr'ends. 

And  health  and  faff  abode  : 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  weekly 

If  once  compar'd  to  thee  ? 
Or  what's  my  fafety  or  my  htaUh. 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  poffeflor  of  the  earth, 

And  call'd  the  ftars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces,  and  thylMf, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 
Sit  others  ftretch  their  arms  like 
And  grafp  in  all  the  (bore, 
ue  the  vMfi.scf  thy  fa^e, 
.o  more. 

H  Y  M  X     CI  XXXVI. 

'■'  I  H'ril  M         ■  -  kcav'nly  Kir 
v_^4    Aj  »».-  jo-up  -v  It  t  us  iii 


2  TRUSTING    IN    CRACF. 

Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praife, 
Gloriou.S'in  his  works  and  ways  i 

Wf  are  traveling  home  to  Goc^, 
7 n  the  way  the  fathers  trod  : 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happinefs  fhali  fee. 

3  O  ye  banifh'd  feed  !  be  glad, 
Chrift  our  Advocate  is  made  ; 
Us  to  fave,  our  fiefn  aflumes, 
Brother  to  our  fouls  becomes., 

4  Fear  not  brethren,  joyful  [land 
On  tjje  borders  of  our  land  : 
Jeftts  Chrift,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undifmay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord!  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  wc  {till  will  follow  thee  I 

HYMN     CLXXXVII. 

OWhat  (hall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praife  ! 
So  faithful  and  true,  foplentious  in  grace ! 
So  ftrong  to  deliver,  fo  good  to  redeem, 
The  weaiceft  believer  that  hangs  upon  him  ! 

2  How  happy  the  mau  whole  heart  K>  f.-t  lice, 
The  people  that  can  be  joyful  in 

Their  joy  is  to  walk  in  the  light  of  tv 
And  fiill  they  are  talking  of  Jeius's  grac< 

3  Their  daily  delight  (hall  be  in  thy  name, 
They  {kail  as  their  rigfetthyrignt'oufnpTsCi 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  175 

Thy  righteoufnefs  wearing,  and  cleans'd  by 

thy  blood, 
Bold  mail  they  appear  in  the  pre  fence  of  God. 

4  For  thou  art  their  boaft,  their  glory  and  pow'r, 
And  I  alfo  trufl:  to  fee  the  glad  hour, 

My  foul's  new  creation,  a  life  from  the  dead, 
The  day  of  falvation  that  lifts  up  my  head. 

5  For  Jefus  my  Lord  is  now  my  defence  ; 

I  trull  in  his  word,  none  plucks  me  from  thence  ; 
Since  I  have  found  favour,  he  all  things  will  do  ; 
My  King  and  my  Saviour  fhall  make  me  anew. 

6  Yes,  Lord,  I  fhall  fee  the  blifs  of  thine  own, 
Thy  fecret  to  rae  (hall  foon  be  made  known: 
For  forrow  and  fadnefs  I  joy  fhall  receive, 
And  fhare  in  the  gladnefs  of  all  that  believe. 

HYMN     CLXXXVIII.     L.  M. 

1  TTOW  do  thy  mercies  clofe  me  round  ! 
XI  For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd  1 

In  all  things  I  do  fo  abound  ; 
The  fervant  is  above  his  Lord  ! 

2  JnnurM  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  fuff  'ring  life  my  Mafter  led  ; 
The  Son  of  God,  the  Son  of  Man, 

had  not  where  to  lay  his  head, 

iu!  a  plase  he  hath  prepar'd 

me,  whom  watchful  angels  keep  ; 

himfelf.  becomes  my  guard  ; 
'.tooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  fleep. 
P  2 


174  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 

4  Jefus  protects  ;  my  fears  be  gone  4 

What  can  the  Rock  of  ages  move  ? 
Safe  in  thine  aims  I  lay  me  down, 
Thine  everlafting  aims  of  love. 

5  While  thou  art  intimately  nigh. 

Who,  who  fhall  violate  my  reft  ? 
Sin,  earth,  and  hell,  I  now  defy  ; 
I  lean  upon  my  Saviour's  breaft. 

6  I  reft  beneath  th'  Almighty's  (hade, 

My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  ceafe  ;• 
Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  foul  is  ftay'd, 
Wilt  keep  me  ftili  in  perfect  peace, 

7  Me  fur  thine  own  thou  lov'ft  to  take 

In  time  and  in  eternity  ; 
Thou  never,  never  wilt  forfake 

A  helpleis  worm  that  trufts  in  thee. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXXIX.     S.  M. 

COMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  fure  truft  and  tender  care, 
Who.  earth  and  heav'n  commands  ; 
Who  points  the  clouds  their  courfe, 
Whom  winds  and  feas  obey  ; 
He  ihall  direct  thy  wand'ring  feet, 
He  fhall  prepare  thy  way. 

2        Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 
So  fafe  fbalt  thou  go  on  : 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  fteadfaft  eye, 
So  lhall  thy  work  be  done  : 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  175 

No  profit  canft  thou  gain 
By  felf-confuming  care  ; 
To  him  commend  thy  caufe,  his  ear 
Attends  the  ibfteft  pray'r. 

Thine  everlafting  truth, 

Father,  thy.  ceafelefs  love, 
Sees  all  thy  children's  wants,  and  knows 

What  bed  for  each  will  prove  ; 

And  whatfoe'er  thou  will'ft, 

Thou  doft,  O  King  of  kings  ! 
What  thine  unerring  wifdom  chofe, 

Thy  pow'r  to  being  brings. 

Thou  ev'ry  where  haft  way, 

And  all  things  ferve  thy  might ; 
Thine  ev'ry  act  pure  bleiling  is, 

Thy  path  unfully'd  light : 

When   thou  arifeft.  Lord. 

What  fhall  thy  work  withftand  ? 
When  all  thy  children  want,  thou  giv*ft, 

WTho,  who  (hall  ftay  thy  hand  ? 

H  Y  M  N     CXC.     S.  M. 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fear?, 
Hope,  and  be  undifmav'd  ; 
God  hears  thy  lighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  fhall  lift  up  thy  head  : 
Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  ftorms, 
He  gently  clears  thy  way  : 
Wait  ihou  his  time,  ib  (hall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

Still  heavy  is  thy  heart, 
Still  fink  thy  fpirits  down  $ 


176  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 

Cafl  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 

And  ev'ry  care  be  gone  : 

What  though  thou  ruleft  not, 

Yet  beav'n,  and  earth,  and  hell 
Proclaim  God  fitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

3  Leave  to  his  fov'reign  fway 
To  choofe  and  to  command  ; 

So  (halt  thou,  wond'ring,  own  his  way, 

How  wife,  how  Itrong  his  hand  ! 

Far,  far  above  thy  thought, 

His  counfel  {hall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought, 

That  caus'd  thy  needlefs  fear. 

4  Thou  feeft  our  weaknefs,  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  j 

C)  lift  thou  up  the  finking  head, 

Confirm  the  feeble  knee  ; 

Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 

Thy  fteadfaft  truth  declare  ; 
And  publilh  with  our  lateft  breath, 

Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

H  Y  M  N     CXCI.     L.  M. 

i    /">  OD  of  my  life,  whofe  gracious  pow'r, 
VjJT  Thro'  various  deaths  my  foul  hath  led  ; 
Or  airn'd  aiide  the  fatal  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  linking  head  ! 

2   In  all  my  ways,  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ruling  Providence  I  fee  ; 
AiTifl  me  flill  my  ccurfe  to  run, 
And  ftill  direcl  my  paths  to  thee. 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  177 

3  Whither,  O  whither  mould  I  fly, 

But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breaft  ; 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  to  reft? 

4  I  have  no  {kill  the  fnare  to  mun, 

But  thou,  O  Chrift  i  my  wifdom  art  ; 
I  ever  into  ruin  run, 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolifti,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 

Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  me,  where  I  my  heav'n  may  find, 
The  heav'n  of  loving  thee  alone. 

6  Enlarge  my  heart  to  make  thee  room  ; 

Enter,  and  in  me  ever  ftay  ; 
The  crooked  then  (hall  ftraight  become  : 
The  darknefs  fnall  be  loft  in  day  1 

HYMN     CXCII. 

JEHOVAH-JIREH,  i.  e.  The  Lord  will 
provide,  Gen.  xxii.   14. 

1  r  1  ^HO'  troubles  aflail,  and  dangers  affright," 

i     Tho'  friends  ihould  all  fail,  and  foes  ail 
unite  ; 
Yet  cne  thing  fecures  us>  whatever  betide, 
The  promife  afTures  us,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  ftore-houfe  are  fed  : 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  truft  for  our  bread  ; 
His  faints  what  is  fitting  (hall  ne'er  be  deny'd, 
So  long  as  it's  written,  The  Lord  will  provide, 

3  We  all  may,  like  (hips,  by  tempefts  be  toft 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  need  not  be  loft:  z 


178  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 

Tho'  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
Yet  fcripture  engages,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

His  call  we  obey,  like  Abrah'm  of  old: 
We  know  not  the  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold; 
For  tho'  we  are  Grangers,  we  have  a  fure  guide, 
Andtruft  in  all  dangers,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears,  to  ftop  up  our  path 
And  fill  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith  : 
He  cannot  take  from  us  (tho'  oft  he  has  try  \1) 
The  heart-cheering  promife,  The  Lord  will 

provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  feek,  we  ne'  er  (hall  obtain  : 
But  when  fuch  fuggeftions  our  graces  have  try  'd 
This  anfwers   all  queftions,   The    Lord   will 

provide. 

7  No  ftrength  of  our  own,  nor  goodnefs  we  claim » 
Our  trufr.  \s  all  thrown  on  Jefus's  name  ; 

In  this  our  ftrong  tower,  for  fafety  we  hide  ; 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  The  Lord  will   pro- 
vide. 

8  When  life  finks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  ins  grace  mail  comfort  us  through : 

Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Chrift  on  our 

fide,  [vide. 

We  hope  to  die  fhouting,  The  Lord  will  pro- 

H  Y  M  N     CXGIII. 

•    r  f^HE  Lord  my  pafture  fhall  prepare, 
X     And  feed  me  with  a  fhepherd's  care  : 
His  prefence  (hall  my  wants  fupply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 


AND     PROVIDENCE.  179 

My  noon-day  walks  he  (hall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

When  in  the  lultry  glebe  I  faint,  j 

Or  on  the  thirfty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wand'ring  fteps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  foft  and  flow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landfkip  flow: 

Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overfpread, 
My  fteadfaft  heart,  fhall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  mt  ftill ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  mail  give  nae  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  fhaele. 

Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  ftray, 
Thy  bounty  fhall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wildernefs  fhall  fmile, 
With  fudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  ftreams  fhall  murmur  all  around. 
HYMN     CXCIV.    C,  M. 

GOD  moves  in  a  myfterious  way,_ 
His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footfteps  in  the  fea, 
And  rides  upon  the  ilorra. 

Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  fkill. 
He  treafures  up  his  bright  defigns, 

And  works  his  fov'reign  will. 
Ye  fearful  faiats,  frefh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  fo  much  dread, 


180  TRUSTING    IN     GRACE 

Are  big  with  mercy,  and  {hall  break 
In  bleffings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord,  by  feeble  fenfe, 

But  truft  him  for  his  grace  : 
Behind  a  frowning  Providence 
lie  hides  a  fmiling  face. 

5  His  purpofes  will  ripen  faft, 

Unfolding  ev'ry  hour  : 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  tafte> 
But  fweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  fure  to  err, 

And  fcan  his  work  in  vain  : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN     CXGV.     L.  M. 

1  /%   WAY,  my  unbelieving  fear  ! 
jLJL  Fear  fhall  in  me  no  more  have  place 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightnefs  of  his  face  : 
But  fhall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

%  And  bafely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  ftrength  of  Jefus,  no, 

I  never  will  give  up  my  fhield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruits  deny  ; 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil  ; 
The  whirring  fig-trees  droop  and  die: 

The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil  ; 
The  empty  ftall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perifh  all  the  bleating  race  ; 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  falvation  praife. 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  131 

3  Barren  although  my  foul  remain 

And  no  one  bud  of  grace  appear  ; 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  fin,  and  only  fin  is  here  : 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  loft, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  fee  ; 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  truft, 

And  glory  thM  he  dy'd  for  me. 

4  In  h?-pe  believing  again  ft  hope, 

Jefus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  I  claici, 
Jefus,  my  ftrength,  fiiall  lift  me  up, 

Salvation  is  in  Jefu's  name  • 
To  me  he  foon  fhail  bring*  it  nigh, 

My  foul  fhall  then  out-ftrip  the  wind  ; 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  fin  behind. 

HYMN     CXCVI.     G.  M. 

1  O  TILL  for  thy  lovirg-kindnefs  Lord, 
k3  I  in  thy  temple  wait  ; 

I  look  to  find  thee  in  thy  word, 
Or  at  thy  table  meet. 

2  Here  in  thine  own  appointed  ways 

I  wait  to  learn  thy  will  : 
Silent  I  ftand  before  thy  face, 
And  hear  thee  fay,  «  Be  ftill  I" 

(S   "  Be  ftiil,  and  know  that  I  am  Godi" 
'Tis  all  I  live  to  know  ! 
To  feel  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 
And  ipread  itspraife  below  ! 


182  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 

4  I  wait  my  vigour  to  renew, 

Thine  image  to  retrieve  ; 
The  veil  of  outward  things  pafs  through, 
And  gafp  in  tfhee  to  live. 

5  I  work  and  own  the  labour  vain* 

Till  I  from  felf  fhall  ceafe  : 
I  ftrive  ;  and  fee  my  fruitlefs  pain/ 
Till  God  creates  my  peace. 

6  Fruitlefs,  till  thou  thyfelf  impart, 

Muft  all  my  efforts  prove  ; 
They  cannot  change  a  finful  heart, 
They  cannot  purchafe  love. 
%   I  do, the  things  thy  laws  enjoin, 
And  then  the  ftrife  give  o'er  ; 
To  thee  I  then  the  whole  refign, 
And  truftin  means  no  more. 
8   I  truft  in  him,  who  ftands  between 
The  Father's  wrath  and  me  ; 
'JtiYis,  thou  great  eternal  Mean, 
.1  look  for  all  from  thee  I 

HYMN     GXGVII.     L.  M. 

1  T>EAGE,  troubled  foul,  thou  need'ft  not 
-JL  Thy  great  Provider  (till  is  near  ;  [fear  : 
Who  fed  thee  laft,  will  feed  thee  ftill, 

Be  calm,  and  fink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  iky, 
In  mercy  ftoops  to  hear  thy  cry  z 

His  promife  all  may  freely  claim, 

u  Afk,  and  receive  in  Jefu's  name." 

3  His  floras  are  open,  all,  and  fre£ 
To  fuch  as  truly  upright  be  j 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  183 

Water  and  bread  he'll  give  for  food, 
With  all  things  elfe  which  he  fees  good, 

4  Your  facred  hairs  which  are  fo  fmall. 
By  God  himfelf,  are  nnmber'd  all  ; 
Tlus  truth  he's  publifh'd  all  abroad, 
That  men  may  learn  to  truft  the  Lord. 

5  The  ravens,  daily,  he  doth  feed, 

And  fends  them  food  as  they  have  need  ; 
Although  thev  nothing  have  in  (tore, 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  f^ives  them  mare. 

6  Then  do  not  feek  with  anxious  care, 
What  ye  fhall  eat,  cr  drink,  or  wear  ; 
Your  heav'nly  Father  will  you  feed, 

Ke  knows  that  all  thefe  things  you  need* 

7  Without  referve  give  Chrift  your  heart  ; 
Let  him   his  righteoufnefs  impart  ; 
Then  all  things  elfe  he'll  freely  give  ; 
With  him  you  all  things  drill  receive* 

8  Thus  (hall  the  foul  be  truly  blcft, 
That  feeks  in  God  his  only  reft  : 
May  I  that  happy  perfon  be, 

In  time  and  in  eternity  1 

HYMN     CXCVIII. 

1  /^tOME  on,  my  partners  in  diftrefs, 
V>4   My  comrades  through  the  wilderne&> 

Who  ftill  your  bodies  feel  ; 
A  while  forget  your  griefs  a  ^d  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

To  that  celeftial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  fpace, 
Look  forward  to  that  heav'nly  place. 


184  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE- 

The  faints'  fecure  abode  : 
On  faith's  ftrong  eagle-pinions  rife, 
And  force  your  paffage  to  the  Ikies, 

Ana  fcalc  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  fuffer  with  our  Matter  here, 
We  fhall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  fide  fit  down  : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  fure  : 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  crofs,  fhall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blefied  blifs,  infpiring  hope  ; 
It  lifts  the  fainting  fpirits  up  : 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  ! 
Our  conflicts  here  fhall  foon  be  paft, 
And  you  and  1  afcewd  at  laft 

Triumphant  -with  our  Head. 

5  That  great  myfterious  Deity 

We  icon  with  open  face  fhall  fee  ; 

The  beatific  fight 
Shall  fill  the  heav'nly  courts  with  praife, 
And  widediffufe  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlafting  light. 

6  The  Father  Aiming  on  his  throne, 
The  glorious  co-eternal  Son, 

The  Spirit  one  and  fev'n, 
Confpire  our  rapture  to  complete  ; 
And  lo  !  we  fall  before  his  feet, 

And  filence  heightens  heav'n. 

7  In  hope  of  that  ecftatic  paufe, 
Teftts  we  now  fuftain  the  crofs, 

And  at  thy  fcotftool  fall, 


AND    PROVIDENT.  18£ 

Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal, 
Till  thou  our  ravifli'd  fpirits  fill, 
And  God  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN     CXCIX.     C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  great  Shepherd  of  the  fheep, 
J    To  thee  for  help  we,  fly  : 

Thy  little  flock  in  fafety  keep, 
For  O  the  wolf  is  nigh  ! 

2  He  comes,  of  hellifli  malice  full, 

To  fcatter,  tear,  and  flav  ; 
He  feiz,es  ev'ry  ftraggling  foul, 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take, 

And  gather  with  thine  ?rm  ; 
Unlefs  the  fold  we  firfl  for  fake, 
The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

4  We  laugh  to  fcorn  his  cruel  powY, 

While  by  our  Shepherd's  tide  ; 
The  fheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unlefs  he  firft  divide. 

5  O  do  not  fufjer  him  to  part 

The  fouls  that  here  agree  !" 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  hftSrt, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee  ! 

6  Together  let  us  fweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
And  each  a  ftarry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  Iky. 
CL2 


186  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 

HYMN     CC. 

1  TV /TASTER.  I  own  thy  lawful  claim, 
_LVJL  Thine,  wholly  thine,  I  long  to  be  ; 
Tho^feeft,  at  la£t,  I  willing  am, 

Where'er  thougo'ft  to  follow  thee  ; 
Myfelf  in  all  things  to  deny  : 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  live  and  die. 

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2  Whate'er  my  finful  fiefh  requires, 

For  thee  I  cheerfully  forego  ; . 
My  covetous  and  vain  defires, 
VJ ,  h  apes  of  happinefs  below, 
y  i.    fes'  and  my  paffions'  food, 
•  And  all  my  thirft  for  creature  good. 

!   '. "!  .-.dure,  and  wealth,  and  praife,  no  more 
t 'hall  lead  my  captive  foul  aftray  ; 
]\iy  vain  purfuits  I  all  give  o'er, 

Thee,  only  thee,  refolv'd  t'  obey; 
My ie if  in  all  things  to  refign, 
And  know  no  other  will  but  thine. 

4  AH  pow'r  is  thine  in  earth  and  heav'n  ; 

AH  fulnefs  dwells  in  thee  alone. ; 
Whatever  I  have  was  freely  giv'n  ; 

ix.j.hii'g  but  firi  I  call  my  own  : 
My  onlr  twit  is  in  thy  name, 
1  hoy  only  art  the  great  I  AM. 

5  Wherefore  to  thee  I  all  refign  ; 

Thou  art  my  Love,  my  Hope  and  Pow'r  ; 
Thine  only  will  be  done,  not  mine  ! 

Thee,  Lord,  let  earth  and  heav'n  adore  1 
Flow  back  the  rivers  to  the  fea, 
And  let  our  all  be  loft  in  thee  I 


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AND     PROVIDENCE.  18? 

HYMN     CCI. 
AST  on  the  fidelity 


Of  my  redeeming  Lord, 
I  (hall  his  falvation  fee 

According-  to  his  word  : 
Credence  to  his  word  I  give, 

My  Saviour  in  diltreiTes  paft, 
Will  not  now  liis  fervant  leave. 

But  bring  me  through  at  Ian:. 
Better  than  my  boding  fears 

To  me  thou  oft  haft  prov'u  ; 
Oft  obferv'd  my  filent  tears, 

And  challenged  thy  belo\  \\  : 
Mercy  to  my  refcue  flew, 

And  death  ungrafp'd  his  fainting  prev  : 
Pain  before  thy  face  withdrew, 

And  forrow  fled  away. 
Now  as  yefterday  the  lame, 

In  all  my  troubles  nigh, 
Tefus,  on  thy  word  and  name 

I  ftediaftly  rely  : 
Sure  as  now  the  grief  I  frel. 

The  promis'J  joy  T  foon  (hall  have  ; 
And  again,  to  Tinners  tell 

Thy  pow'r  and  will  to  fave. 
To  thy  bleffed  will  refign'cf, 

And  jlay'd  on  that  alone, 
I  thy  perfect  firength  (hall  find, 

Thy  faithful  mercies  own  ; 
Con>palVd  round  with  longs  of  praife, 

My  ail  to  my  Redemer  give  ; 
Spread  fcfcy  miracles  of  grace, 
:  for  :hy  gtorv  lite. 


Ij68  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE,   S'X, 

H  Y  M  N     CGII.     L.  M. 

1   rT^Hou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  Pea"'" 
I       For  thee  my  thirfty  foul  doth  pine  ! 
My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace  : 
O  make  me  in  thy  likenefs  (Line  ! 

3  With  fraudlefs,  even,  humble  mind, 
Thy  will  in  all  things  may  I  fee  1 
In  love  be  ev'ry  wifli  refign'd, 

And  hallow'd  my  whole  heart  to  thee. 

3  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  flefli  prevails, 

With  lamb-like  patience  arm  my  breaft  ; 
When  grief  my  wounded  foul  affaib, 
In  lowly  meeknefs  may  I  reft. 

4  Clofe  by  thy  fide  frill  may  I  keep, 

Howe'er  life's  various  currents  flow  ; 
With  fteadfaft  eye  mark  ev?ry  ftep, 
And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go. 

5  Thou.  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  haft  won  ; 

Alone  thou  had  the  wine-prefs  trod  ; 

In  ais  thy  ftrength'ning  grace  be  fhown, 

O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood  1 

6  So,  when  on  Sion  thou  fhalt  ftand, 

And  all  heav'n's  hofts  adore  their  King, 
Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  free  from  pain  thy  glories  fing. 

H  Y   ?vl  N     CCllt.     L.  M. 

I    TESU5,  the  weary  wand'rer's  reft, 
J    Give  me  thine  eafy  yoke  to  bear  ; 
With  fteadfa ft  patience  arm  my  breaft, 
With  fpotlefs  love,  and  lowly  iesr. 


THE     CHRISTIAN'S    WART  ARE.  189 

2   Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee, 
Pnepar'd  and  mingled  by  thy  fkill  ; 

r  Though  bitter  to  the  tafte  it  be, 
Powerful  the  wounded  foul  to  heal. 

:>  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  ages,  nigh  ! 

So  fhall  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone  ! 
And  grief,  and  feai\  and  care  fhall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  fun. 

4  Sneak  to  my  waning  pafhcns,  u  Peace  ;" 

Say  to  my  troubled  heart,  "  Be  (till:" 
Thy  pow'r,  my  ftrength  and  fortrefs  is, 
For  all  things  ferve  thy  fov'reign  v, ill. 

5  O  death  !  where  is  thy  fling  ?  where  now, 

Thy  boafted  victory,  O  grave  ? 
Who  {hall  contend  with  God  ?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  God  delights  to  fave  ? 

THE  CHRISTIAN'S  WARFARE. 
HYMN     CCIV.     S.  M. 

1  QOLDIERS  of-Chrift,  arife, 

kD  And  put  your  armour  on, 
Strong  in  the  ftrengtj)  which  God  ftifplies, 
Through  1.12.  eternal  Son  : 
Strong  in  the  Loid  of  Rolls, 
And  in  his  mighty  pow'r, 
Who  in  the   ftrength  of  Jefus  trufts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 

With  ail  his  fhength  endu'd. 


190  THE    CHRISTIAN'S    WARFARE. 

But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God  ; 
That  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  pad, 
Ye  may  o'ercome  through  Ghrift  alone, 

And  ftand  entire  at  laft. 

3  Stand  then  again  ft  your  foes, 

In  clofe  and  firm  array  : 
Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppofe 

Throughout  the  evil  day  ; 
But  meet  the  fons  of  night, 

And  mock  their  vain  defign  ; 
Arm  in  the  arms  of  heav'nly  light, 

Of  righteoufnefs  divine  : 

4  Leave  no  unguarded  place, 

No  weaknefs  of  the  foul  : 
lake  ev'ry  virtue,  ev'ry  grace, 

And  fortify  the  whole  ; 
But  above  all,  lay  hold 

On  faith's  victorious  fhield  : 
ArmM  with  that  adamant  and  gold, 

You're  fure  to  win  the  field. 

H  Y  M  N     CGV.     3.  M. 

1NDISSOLUBLY  join'd, 
To  battle  all  proceed  ; 
But  arm.yourfelves  with  all  the  mind, 
That  was  in  Ghrifl  your  head  : 
.If  faith  furround  your  heart, 
Satan    {hall  be  fubdu'd, 
Repell'd  his  ev'ry  fiery  dart, 

And  quencli'd  with  Jefu's  blood. 


the  christian's   warfare.  19  1 

2  Jefus  hath  dy'd  for  you  1 

What  can  his  love  withfland  ? 
Believe  !  hold  fait  your  lliield,  and  \vl19 

Shall  pluck  you  from  his  hand  ? 
Believe,  that  Jefus  reigns, 

All  pow'r  to  him  is  giv'n  : 
Believe,  till  freed  from  fin's  remains  : 

Believe,  yourfelves  to  heav'n  ! 

3  To  keep  your  armour  bright, 

Attend  with  conftant  care  ; 
Still  walking  in  your  Captain's  light, 

And  watching  unto  pray'r  ; 
Ready  for  all  alarms, 

Steadfaftly  fet  your  face, 
And  always  exercife  your  arms, 

And  ufe  your  ev'ry  grace. 

4  Pray  I  without  ceafing,  pray, 

(Your  Captain  gives  the  w  or  J") 
His  fummons  cheerfully  obey, 

And  call  upon  the  Lord  : 
To  God  your  ev'ry  want, 

In  infrant  pray'r  difplay  ; 
Pray,  always  pray,  and  never  fahu, 

Pray  1  without  ceafing,  pray. 

H  Y  M  N     CCVI.     3.  M* 

l   TTARK  !  how  the  watchmen  c  ■   : 
JlJL   Attend  the  trumpet's  found  ; 
Stand  to  your  arms  !  the  foe  ii  ulgfc  ' 

The  pow'rs  of  hell  furround  : 
Who  bow  to  ChriPi's  command, 
Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare  ; 


193  THE    CHRISTIAN'S     WARFARE. 

The  Jay  of  battle  is  at  hand  I 

Go  forth  to  glorious^var  ! 
.2   See  on  the  mountain-top, 

The  ftandard  of  our  God  ! 
In  Jefu's  name  I  lift  it  up, 

All  ftain'd  with  hallow'd  blood  1 
His  ftandard-beareF,  I, 

To  all  the  nations  call  : 
Let  all  to  Jefu's  crofs  draw  nigh  1 

He  bore  the  crofs  for  all. 

3  Go  up  with  Chrift  your  Head, 

YoUT  captain's  footftcps  fee  : 
Follo>v  your  captain,  and  be  led 

To  certain  victory  : 
All  pow'r  to  him  is  giv'n  : 

He  ever  reigns  the  fame  : 
Salvation,  happinefs,  andheav'n, 

Are  all  in  Jefu's  name. 

4  Only  have  faith  in  God  ; 

Ifi  faith  -your  foes  aifail  : 
Nor.  wrcfttiflg  againlt  rlefh  and  blood. 

But  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  : 
From  thrones  of  glory  driv'n, 

By  flaming  vengeance  hurl'd, 
They  throng  the  air,  fallen  from  heav'ii 

They  ruie  the  lower  world. 

H  Y  M  N     CCVII.     C.  M. 

Ch r is t ia n  Salute r . 

I      AMI  ft  foldier  of  the  crofs, 
jljL  A  foil ;  we  r  of  the  Lamb  I 
And  [hall  I  fear  to  own  hiscaufc, 
Or  blufh  to  fpeak  his  name-? 


THE   cnaniAN's   wakfahe. 

|   Muft  I  be  carry'd  to  the  ikies, 
On  flow'iy  beds  of  eafe  ; 
Whilfl  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  fail'd  thro'  bloody  leas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Muft  I  not  ilera  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure,  I  mult  fTght,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

lncreafe  my  courage,  Lord  ; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  faints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  tho'  they  die  ; 
They  fee  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  feize  it  with  then  t ye. 

i  When  that  illuftrious  day  ihall 
Anci  ail   thy  armies  fhine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  thro'  the  lines, 
The  glory  fhall  be  thine. 

H  Y  M  N     CCVIII.     C.  M. 

1  TX7HEN  I  can  read  my  title 

V  V     To  manfions  in  the  fkies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes  ; 

2  Sh^Id  earth againil  my  foul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  Imrl'd, 
Then  lean  fniile  at  Satan's  ragft, 
Ai.J  fece  ■■■  frowning  wo-H. 


194  2IVINE     GOODS  KS& 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  llorms  of  forrow  fall  ; 
So  I  but  fafely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all  : 

4  There  X  ihall  bathe  my  weary  foul. 

In  leas  of  heav'nly  refl, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Acrois  my  peaceful  bread. 

DIVINE  GOODNESS  IN  REDEMPTION. 

H  Y  M  N     CCIX.     C.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nail'd  to  the  fftatrieful  tree  ; 
How  vail  the  love  that  him  inclin'd 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 
jg    Hark,  how -he  groans  I  while  nature   fha£es, 
d  esrch's  ffcron-g  pillars  bend  ! 
The  temple's  veil  in  funder  break-, 
Tii-i  i-  »lid  marbles  rend. 

ne  !  the  precious  ramfoflfs  paid, 
i;  Receive  my  foul  1"  he  cries  ; 
See.  where  he  bows  his  lacked  head    '. 
H--  bo\V3  his  head,  and  dies  ! 
4    Su;  foon  bed!  break  death's  eavioas  c'nV- 
ArJ  m  foil  glory  mine  ; 
O  L.'.'.nb  of  God  1  was  ever  paii1., 
i    gLVCK  love  like  thine  ! 

H  Y  M  N     CCX, 

Love  divine  I  what  haft  them  $o 
Jefus  my  Lord  .hath  dy'd  for 

Ths  Father's  co-eternal  Son 

Bore  ?.H  mv  fins  uooa  the  titfs  ; 


IN     REDEMPTION,  195 

TV  atoning  L$fpb  forme  hath  d)  'd  ; 
My  Lord,  my    Love,  is  crucify'd. 
•2   Behold  him,  alive  that  pafs  by, 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  life  and  peace ■!• 
Come  iVe,  ye  Worms,  your  Say'ioui  die, 

.  fay  was  ever  grief  like  his  ! 
Come  feel,  with  me,  his  blood  sppy'd  ; 
My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucify'd. 

crucify'd  for  ne  and  you, 

To  bring-  us  rebels  back  to  God  : 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true. 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jejfu's  blood  : 
Pardon  for  ill  flows  from  bis  fide  : 
My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucify'd. 
4   Then  let  us  iit  beneath  bio  crefs, 

And  gladly  catch  the  fearing  ft  ream  < 
All  things  for  him  account  but  I 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him 
Of  nothing  think  or  fpeak  befdt. 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  cruciiy'd. 

H  Y  M  N     CGXI.     L4 

?    £~\F  him  who  did  falvation  -or 
\_Jr    I  could  forever  think  ai 
A  rife,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive  ; 
Ar;:e.  ye  needy,  he'll  relie  . 

3    A;^:  but  his  grace,  and  lo  !  'i\z  :-r  'a  : 
.,  and  he  turns  your  he] i  to 
■'  fin  and  furrow  wound  my  foul, 
Jei  hn  will  make    : 

3  To  flume  oar  fins  febJufh'dis 
'd  his  eves  to  thev  i 


"56  DIVINE     GOODNESS 

Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  fuch  love  can  fhow 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 

I  filed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan  ; 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  m/  love. 

5  Infatiateto  this  tfcrinq  I  fly;   - 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry  ; 

Ah  !  wno  ao-aln'l  thy  charms  is  proof? 
'  .Ah  !  who  that  h.vc  ,  can  love  enough  ? 


l6 


H  V  M  N     CCXII. 

1  J\   LL  ye  that  pafs  by,  to  Jefus  draw  nigh  ; 
_Z~JL  To  vou,  is  it  nothing  that  Jefus  fhould 

.    die? 
Hour  ranfom  and  peace,  your  furety  he  is, 
Come  fee  if  there  ever  was  forrow  like  his. 

2  For  wl -at  you  ha  vc  cone,  his  blood  mu ft  atone  ; 
The  Father  to&ih  punifh'd  for  you  his  dear  Son: 
The  Lord,  in  the  day  of  his  anger,  did  lay 

Liamb,  and  he  bore  them  away. 

3  He  an(\v'er'd  For  all,  O  come  at  his  call, 
And  low  at  his  crofs  with  aftoniftiment,  fall. 
But  lift  up  your  eyes,  at  Jefus's  cries", 

lmpaffive  be  xl:ifcrs.,  immortal  he  dies. 

4  He  dies  to  ?.ione  for  fins  not  his  own,  [done  : 
Vtnir  debt  be  hath  paid,  and  your  work  he  hath 
Yet  all  may  'cveive  the  peace  he  did  leave, 
Who  made  intcvceflion,  »  My  Father,  forgive."' 


IN    KEDZXPTION*  197 

.  5    For  you  and  for  me  lie  pniy'd  on  the  tree  ; 
His  prayer  is  accepted,  the  doner  is  free. 
The  Gorier  am  I,  on  Chrift  I  rely, 
And  come  for  the  pardon,  God  cannot  deny, 

6  My  pardon  I  claim  ;  a  (inner  I  am, 
A  finner  believing  in  Jefus's  name. 

He  purchased  the  grace,  -which  now  I  embrace  : 
O  Father,  thoji  know 'ft  he  hathdy'd  in  my  place: 

7  His  death  is  my  plea,  my  advocate  fee,  [me. 
And  hear  the  blood  (peak  that  hath  anfwer'd  for 
Acquitted  T  was,  when  he,  on  the  crofs, 

Jn  agonies  died  to  carry  my  caufe. 

HYMN     CGXIIT.     L.   IM. 

'   X-J^  ^es'  the  Friend  of  finners  dses  ! 
JL  JL   Lo  !  Salem's  daughters   weep  around  ; 
A  iolemn  darknefs  veils  the  fl 

A  fudden  trembling  (hakes  tlve^fountl  ! 
Gome,  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or 

For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  y 

He  ihed  a  thoufand  drops  faryo 

A  thoufand  drops  of  richer  LI 

2    Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  r. 

But  io  !  what  iuduen  joys  we  fee  ; 

Jefus,  the  dead  revives  again  1 
"I 'he  riling  God  forfake;  ilb  : 

(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  iris  ri 
*  ruble  legions  guard  him  bon  e, 
And  fhout  him  welcome  to  the  ftcks. 
'•3  Break  oif  your  tears,  ye  faints,  and  tell, 
■  ,y  high  your  great  Dtliv'rer  reigns  J 
R   2 


198  DIVINE    GOODNESS 

Sing  how  he  fpoil'd  the  holts  of  hell, 
And  led  themonfter  death  in  chains  1 

Say,  u  Live  for  ever,  wond'rcus  King  ! 
"  Born  to  redeem,  and  lirong  to  fave  !'* 

Then  aft:  the  monger — «  Where's  thy  fting  ? 
k'  And  where's  thy  vicVry,boafting  grave  ?" 

H  Y  M  N     CCXIV.     C.  M. 

i    T)LUNrG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  defpair, 
JL      We  wretched  linnets  lay, 
Without  one  thee  ring  beam  of  hone, 
Or  (pari:  if  gliiv.m'ring  day. 

;Ag  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 
leld  op!'  helplefs  grief : 
:ul(0  amazing  love!.) 
He  j  an  to  our  relief. 
...  n  f:  vm  the  fnining  feats  above 
W.i.tjj  joyful  hafte  he  fled; 

[;,d,i!ie  ;i'i\e  in  mortal  ftefli, 
Aim  dvnitamang  the  dead. 
i    01  tor  thi    j-ove  let  rocks  and  hiHs 
T  Fi  fdence  break, 

Arid  a      .  ous  human  tongues 

.  i  '  •-  bra  lies  fpeak. 
■  mighty  joys, 
Strike  ail  your  harps  oi  gold  : 
Btit  when  yon  raifc  your  higheft  not- 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

H  Y  M  N     CGXV. 

OGOD   of  all    grace,   thy  goodnefs    we 
praife  ; 
Tbv  Son  thou,  haft  given  to  die  in  our  place ■! 


IN     REDEMPTION.  199 

With  joy  we  approve  thy  wonderful  love  : 
A  wonder  en  earth,  and  a  wonder  above. 

2   Tongue  cannot  explain  the  lova  of  God-man, 
Which  th'  angels  delire  to  look  into  in  vain  : 
It  dazzles  our  eyes,  thought  cannot  ante, 
To  find  out  a  caufe  why  the  Son  of  Gcd  dies. 

S   By  pity  inclin'd  he  dy'd  for  mankind  : 
The  ground  of  his  pity  what  feraph  can  nnd  ! 
He  came  from  above  our  curfe  to  remove  : 
He  lov'd,  lie  hath  lov'd  us,  becaule.  he  wculdlovc. 

4  Love  mov'd  him  to  die,  on  this  we  rely, 

Hs  lov'd,  he  hatli  lov'd  us,  we  cannot  te!3  why  ; 

1?-    .  this  we  can  tell,  he  lov'd  us  fo  v. -..    . 

lie  laid  down  his  life  to  redeem  us  fro'in  hy  . 

5  He  ranfom'd  our  race;  O  boy/  fimlj  we  p-aie. 
Or  worthily  ling  thy  unfpeakable  pvace  .'. 
We'll  nothing  e!fe  know,  in  th'fs  work!  be1 
But  finging  thy.praife  to  thy  p ars •■<m1c 

fj  And  when  we  remove  to  uaa 
Our  heaven  frail  ftill  be  to  (ins 
VVhen  time  is  no  more,  we  fiil 
The  ocean  of  love  without 

loaig  we  (hall  '.--.    :■  on  high, 

For  Ijfrael'.a  Streny-th  cannot  ije .; 

ar,  Lie  more  than  draw.?  tt€ai  i 
Pur  j    .  i$  k  jo.\:~  and  eternity's  fcwr    : 

N      GCX\  I.      a  l-Bridcj, 

i       A   LAK:  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
-Z"  jL   :'.  n  die  : 

■  e  devote  that  f acred  head, 
g  rnn  as  I  ? 


200  aiVINE    GOOBNEiS,  Sec. 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  1  grace  unknown  1 
And  love  beyond  degreef ! 

3  Well  might  the  fun  in  darknefs  hide, 

And  (hut  his  glories  in  ; 
When  Chrift,  the  mighty  Saviour,  dy'd 
For  man  the  creature's  fin  ! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blufhing  face, 

While  his  dear  crofs  appears  : 

OHTolve  my  heart  in  thankfulnefs. 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  Eitf.  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love   I  owe  ; 
rlete,  Lord,  1  give  niyfelf  away  { 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

II  Y  M  N     GCXVH. 

i   "\71£;hea*cns  cejoice  in  Jefus'i  grace, 

X.  Let  earth  make  anoife  and  echo  his  jtraife  j 
Oar  all-loving  Saviour  hath  pacify 'd  God, 
And  paid  for  his  favour  the  price  of  his  blood. 

r£  mountains  and  vales*  in  prail'es  abouniu 
Ye  fiills  and  ye  dales,  continue  the  igof$  ; 
P  e  '•    forth  into  fmg-iug  ye  trees  oi"  the  wood- 
\c\vs  is  bringing  Jolt  iinness  to  Go;:„ 

-3    Atonement  he  made  for  every  olrS, 
The  debt  lie  hath  paid,  the  Work 
Shout  all  the  creation,  below  and  above, 
AfcfibSng  f^vaWun  to  Tefus'slove, 


L.HSISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP,  &C.      201 

4   His  mercy  hath  brought  falvation  to  all, 
Who  take  it  unbought,  he;  frees  them  from  thrall ; 
Throughout  tlif2  believer,  his  glory  dilplays, 
And  perfects  forever,  the  yeffels  of  grace- 

CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP 

AND  SOCIETY  MEETING. 

H  Y  M  N     CGXVIII.     S.  If. 

1      /\  ND  are  we  yet  alive  ? 
JLX.  And  fee  each  other's  fare  ? 
Glory  and  pratfc  to  Jefus  give, 

For  his  redeeming-  grace  ; 
Preferv'd  by  pow'r  divine, 

To  feel  falvation  here, 
Again  in  Jefu's  praife  we  join. 

And  in  his  fight  appear. 

3  What  troubles  have  we  feen  i 

What:  conflicts  have  we  paft  ! 
Fightings  without  and  fears  \vi... 

Since  we  affembled  laft  ; 
But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  bv  his  love  ; 
And  Riii  he  doth  his  help  a&>*$ 

And  hide  our  life  above. 

3   Then  let  us  make  our  boaii 
Of  his  redeeming  pow'r, 
Which  faves  us  to  the  uttermoft, 

Tili  .we  fhaii  fin  no  more  ; 
Ln-'us  take  up  the  crofs, 
Tia  we  the  crown  obtain, 


202  CHRISTIAN     1ELL0WSHJIP 

And  gladly  reckon  all  things  lofs, 
So  we  but  Jeius  gain. 

HYMN     GCXIX. 

1  rtOME  away  to  the  fides  ! 
V_>4    My  beloved,  arife, 

And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  waft  born 

On  this  feitival  day, 

Come  exulting  away, 
And  with  fmging  to  Sion  return  ! 

2  We  have  laid  up  our  love 
And  our  treafure  above, 

Tho'  our  bodies  continue  below  : 
The  redeem  'd  of  the  Lord, 
We  remember  his  word) 

And  with  Tinging  to  paradile  gil. 

Now  with  Tinging  we  praiie 

The  original  grace, 
By  our  heavenly  Father  beflow'd  ; 

We  cur  being  receive 

From  his  bounty,  and  live 
To  the  honour  and  glory  of  God. 

4  For  thy  glory  we  were 
Firll  created,  to  (hare 

Both  the  nature  and  kingdom  diving  ! 

Now  created  again, 
That  cur  fouls  may  remain 
Throughout  time  and  eternity  thine. 

5  We  with  thanks  do  approve 
The  defign  of  thy  love, 

Which  hath  join'd  us  in  Jefus's  n 


AKJ9     SOCIETY     KEBTIKC.  20" 

So  united  in  heart, 
That  we  never  tan  part, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feaft  of  the  La  rob. 

B        There,  O  ■  there  at  his  feet, 

We  (hall  fuddenly  meet, 
And  be  parted  in  body  no  more  ! 

Wefhall  fing  to  our  lyres, 

With  the  heavenly  choirs, 
And  our  Saviour  in  glory  adore. 

7        Hallelujah  we  Hug 

To  our  Father  and  King, 
And  his  rapt'rous  prailes  repeat  ; 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  flain 

Hallelujah  again, 
Sing  all  heaven,  and  fall  at  his  feet. 

I        In  afiurance  of  hope 

We  to  Jefus  look  up, 
Till  his  banner's  unfurIM  in  the  air  ; 

From  our  graves  we  Pnali  lee, 

A  nd  cry  out,  "  It  is  he  1" 
And  fly  up  to  acknowledge  him  i\ 

H  Y  M  N     CCXX. 

1    /""? OME  let  us  anew  our  journey  gteffue, 

\^A    With  vigour  arife, 
And  prefs  to  our  permanent  place  in  the  ikies  ; 
Of  heavenly  birth  tho'  wand'ring  oil  earth, 

This  is  not  our  place, 
hut  Grangers  and  pilgrims ourfelves  we  confefs. 

3  At  JefusYcall  we  give  i-ip  our  all, 

And  ftill  ',ve  forego, 
For  Jeius's  lake,  our  enjoyment*  below  ; 


20i  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP 

No  longing  we  find  forth'  country  behind  ; 

But  onward  we  move;, 
And  ft  ill  we  are  feeking  a  country  above. 

3    A  country  of  joy,  that  has  no  alloy  ; 

We  thither  repair, 
Our  hearts  and  our  treafure  already  are  there. 
We  march  hand  in  hand  t*  Immanuel's  land  ; 

No  matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth,  for  eternity's  near  ! 

4,  The  rougher  our  way,  the  {barter  our  flay  ; 

The  tempefts  that  rife 
Shall  gloriouily  harry  our  fouls  to  the  ikies  ; 
The  uercer  the  blaft,  the  fooner  'tis  paft  ; 

The  troubles  that  come, 
"hail  come  to  our  refcue,  and  haften  us  home. 

HYMN     CCXXI. 

OME  and  let  us  afcend, 
My  companion  and  friend. 
To  partake  of  the  banquet  above  ! 
if  .by  heart  be  as  mine, 
if  for  Jcfus  it  pine, 
Come  up  into  the  chariot  of  love. 

Who  in  Jtfus  confide, 

We  are  bold  to  cut -ride 
All  the  ftorms  of  affliction  beneath  . 

With  the  prophet  we  ibar 

To  the  heavenly  (bore, 
And  out-fly  ail  the  arrows  of  death. 

As  by  faith  we  are  come 
To  our  permanent  home, 
And  by  hope  we  the  rapture  improve  ; 


AND     SOCIETY   MEETING.  205 

And  by  love  we  (till  rife, 
And  look  down  on  the  ikies, 
For  the  heaven  of  heavens  is  love. 

Who  on  earth  can  conceive, 

In  vrhat  pleafure  we  live 
In  the  palace  of  God,  the  great  King  ! 

What  a  concert  of  praife, 

When  our  Jefus's  grace 
The  whole  heavenly  company  fing  ! 

What  a  rapturous  fong, 

When  the  glorify'd  throng 
In  the  fpirit  of  harmony  join  ; 

When  celeftial  choirs 

With  hearts,  voices,  and  lyres, 
Do  all  fing  of  his  mercy  divine. 

Hallelujah,  they  cry, 

To  the  King  of  the  fky, 
To  the  great  everlafting  I   AM  I 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  £Lin, 

And  now  liveth  again, 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

See  the  Lamb  on  the  throne, 

Lo  !    he  dwells  with  his  own, 
And  to  rivers  of  pleafure  he  leads  ; 

With  his  mercy's  full  blaze, 

With  the  fight  of  his  face, 
Our  beatify 'd  fpirits  he  feeds. 

Let  our  foreheads  proclaim 
His  ineffable  name  ; 
And  our  bodies  his  glory  difplay  ; 


i06  CHRISTIAN     FELLOWSHIP 

Through  a  day  without  night, 
We  will  feaft  in  his  fight, 
And  eternity  feems  as  a  d*ay  1 

H  Y  M  N     CCXXII.     C.  M. 

1  r  1  ^HY  us,  O  God,  and  fearch  the  ground 

JL     Of  ev'ry  finful  heart  ; 
Whate'er  of  fin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart  ; 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  ftray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortlefs  ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlafting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lo$d, 

Each  other's  crofs  to  bear  ; 
Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 
And  feel  his  brother's  care, 
•t   Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 
Our  little  flock  improve  ; 
Jncreaie  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfec~l  us  in  love. 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  head, 

Let  us  'm  all  things  grow  ; 
Till  thou  haft  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  fpotlefs  here  below. 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  thy  ready  bride  ; 
Give  us  in  heav'n  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  fanftify'd. 

HYMN     GCXXIII. 

1  HPHOU  God  of  truth  and  love, 
X    We  fesfc  thy  perfect  way, 


AND     S'OCIKTV     MEETING  207 

Ready  thy  choice  t'  approve, 

Thy  providence  t'  obey  ; 
Enter  into  thy  wife  defign, 
And  fwectly  lofe  our  will  in  thine. 

2  Why  haft  thou  caft  our  lot 

In  the  lame  age  and  place  ? 
And  why  together  brought 

To  fee  each  other's  face  ; 
To  join  with  fofteft  fympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  fouls  in  thee  ? 

3  Didft  thou  not  make  us  one, 

That  we  might  one  remain, 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain  ; 
Till  all  thy  ut  mo  ft  goodnefs  prove, 
And  rife  renew'd  in  perfect  love  1 

4  Surely  thou  didft  unite 

Our  kindred  fpirits  here, 
That  all  hereafter  might 

Before  thy  throne  appear  : 
Meet  at  the  marriage  of  the  LanK 
And  all  thy  glorious  love  proclaim,. 

5  Then  let  us  ever  bear 

The  bleffed  end  in  view. 
And  join  with  mutual  care, 

To  fight  our  paffage  through  ; 
And  kindly  help  each  other  c*i, 
Till  all  receive  the  ftarry  crown. 

6  O  may  thy  Spirit  feal 

Our  fouls  unto  that  day  ! 
With  all  thy  fulnefs  fill,  ' 
And  then  tranfport  away  ! 


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Away  to  our  eternal  reft, 
Away  to  our  Redeemer's  bread  ! 

HYMN     GCXXIV. 

1  T^ATHER  of  our  dying  Lord, 
JL      Remember  us  for  good; 

O  fulfil  his  faithful  word, 

And  hear  his  fpeaking  blood  ! 

Give  us  that  Tor  which  he  prays  ; 
Father,  glorify  thy  Son  ; 

Shew  his  truth,  and  pow'r,  and  grace 
And  fend  the  promife  down. 

2  True  and  faithful  Witnefs,  thou, 

O  Chrift,  the  Spirit  give ! 
Haft  thou  not  receiv'd  him  now, 

That  we  might  now  receive  ? 
Art  thou  not  our  living  head  ? 

Life  to  all  thy  limbs  impart ; 
Shed  thy  love,  thy  Spirit  (hed, 

In  ev'ry  waiting  heart. 

3  Holy  Ghoft,*'the  Comforter, 

The  gift  of  Jefus,  come  ; 
Glows  our  heart  to  find  thee  near, 

And  fwells  to  make  thee  room"; 
Prefent  with  us  thee  we  feel, 

Come,  O  come,  and  in  us  be  ! 
With  us,   in  us,  live  and  dwell 

To  all  eternity. 

HYMN     CCXXV. 
1    TESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
J    Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Shew  thyfelf  the  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
Bid  our  jars  for  ever  ceafe. 


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2  By  thy  reconciling  love 
Ev'ry  {tumbling  block  remove  ; 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear  ; 
Come  and  fpread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pi:iful  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  meek  in  thought  and  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  each  for  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear  ; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern,  give  ; 
Shew  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depth  of  love  exprefs, 
All  the  heights  of  holinefs. 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  thy  family  above  ; 

On  the  wings  of  angels. fly  ; 
Shew  how  true  believers  die. 

HYMN     CCXXVI.     C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  united  by  thy  grace, 
c|    And  each  to  each  endear'd  ; 
With  confidence  we  feek  thy  face, 

And  know  our  pray'r  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  cur  common  Lord 

And  bear  thine  eafy  yoke, 
A  band  of  love,  a  three-fold  cord, 

Which  never  can  be  broke.  » 

S  2 


2  10  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP 

3  Make  us  into  one  fpirit  drink  ; 

Baptize  into  thy  name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  fweetly  fpeak  the  fame. 

4  Touch'd  by  the  loadftone  of  thy  love. 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  t'wards  each  other  move, 
And  ever  Move  t'wards  thee. 

5  To  thee  infeparably  join'd, 

Let  all  our  fpirits  cleave  : 

O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 

That  was  in  thee  receive  I 

6  This  is  the  bond  of  perfectnefs, 

Thy  fpotlefs   charity  : 
O  let  us  ftill,  we  pray,  poffefs 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee  ! 
•7  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 
Infenfibly  remove  ; 
Our  fouls  their  change  (hall  fcarcely  know, 
Made  perfect  firft  in  love. 
S  With  eafe  our  fouls  thro'  death  fliall  glide 
Into  their  paradife  ; 
And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride 
Triumphant  thro'  the  fkies. 
9    Yet,  when  the  fullefl  joy  is  giv'n, 
'  The  fame  delight  we  prove  ; 
In  earth,  in  paradife,  in  heav'n, 
Our  All  in  All  is  love. 

HYMN     CCXXVII.    Love-Feast. 

*    /^OME,  aad  let  us  fweetly  join, 
V>C  Chrift  to  praife  in  hymns  divine  ; 


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Give  we  all  with  one   accord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord  : 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raife, 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days  ; 
Antedate  the  joys  above, 
Celebrate  the  feaft  of  love. 
Strive  we,  in  affection  drive  ! 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive  ; 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glow'd, 
Dying  champions  for  their  God  : 
We  like  them  may  live  and  love, 
Call'd  we  are  their  joys  to  prove  : 
Sav'd  with  them  from  future  wrath, 
Partners  of  like  precious  faith. 
Sing  we  then  in  Jefu's  name, 
Now   as  yefterday  the  fame, 
One  in  ev'ry  time  and  place, 
Full  for  all  cf  truth  and  grace  : 
We  for  Chrift  our  Matter  ftand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land  : 
We  our  dying  Lord  confefs  ; 
We  are  Jefu's  witnefTes. 
Witneffes  that  Chrift  hath  dy'd  ; 
We  with  him   are  crucify!d  : 
Chrift  hath  burft  the  bands  of  death  ; 
We  his  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe  ; 
Chrift  is  now  gone  up  on  high  ; 
Thither  all  our  wifhes  fly ; 
Sits  at  God's  right  hand  above  ; 
There  with  him  we  reign  in  love. 
HYMN     CCXXVIII. 

GOME,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord; 
Lowly,  meek,  incarnate  Word  j 


S12  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP 

Humbly  ftcop  to  earth  again  ; 
Come  and  vifit  abjeft  man  ! 
Jefus,  dear  expected  gueft, 
Thou  art  bidden  to  the  feaft  ! 
For  thyfelf  our  hearts  prepare  ! 
Come,  and  fit,  and  banquet  there. 

2  Jefus,  we  thy  promife  claim  : 
We  are  met  in  thy  great  name  : 
In  the  midft  do  thou  appear, 
Manifeft  thy  prefence  here  ! 
Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  blefs, 
Breathe  thy  Spirit  give  thy  peace  ; 
Thou  thyfelf  within  us  move  1 
Make  our  feaft  a  feaft  of  love. 

3  Let  the  fruits  of  grace  abound  ; 
Let  in  us  thy  bowels  found  ; 
Faith,  and  love,  and  joy  increafe, 
Temperance  and  gentlenefs  ; 
Plant  in  us  thy  humble  mind, 
Patient,  pitiful,  and  kind  : 
Meek  and  lowly  let  us  be, 

Full  of  goodnefs,  full  of  thee. 

4  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  : 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet  ; 
Meet  t'  appear  before  thy  fight, 
Partners  with  the  faints  in  light  : 
Call,  O  call  us  each  by  name, 
To  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb  : 
Let  us  lean  upon  thy  breaft  ; 
Love  be  there  our  endlefs  feaft. 


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HYMN     CCXXIX.     C.  M. 

1  /""10ME,  let  us  ufe  the  grace  divine, 
V_>4    And  all  with  one  accord, 

In  a  perpetual  cov'nant  join 
Ourfelves  to  Chrift  the  Lord  : 

2  Give  up  ourfelves  thro'  Jefu's  pow'r, 

His  name  to  glorify  ; 
And  promife  in  this  facred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make, 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind  ; 
We  will  no  more  our  God  forfake, 
Or  caft  his  words  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  folemn  vow  ; 
And  if  thou  art  well -pleas 'd  to  hear, 
Gome  down  and  meet  us  now  ! 

5  Thee,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

Let  all  our  hearts  receive  ; 

Prefent  with  the  celefhal  hoft, 

The  peaceful  anfwer  give. 

6  To  each  the  cov'nant  blood  apply, 

Which  takes  our  fins  away  ; 
And  regifter  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  ^ay. 

HYMN     GCXXX.     L.  M. 
Admitting  a  Member, 
I   T>  ROTHER  in  Chrift,  and  well-belov'd, 
A-J       i  Jeftts  and  his  fervants  dear, 
Enter,  and  (hew  thyfelf  approv'd  ; 
Enter,  and  find  that  God  is  here. 


214  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP 

2  'Scap'd  frem  the  world,  redeem'd  from  fin, 

By  fiends  purfu'd,  by  men  abhorr'd, 
Come  in,  poor  fugitive,  come  in, 
And  mare  the  portion  of  thy  Lord. 

3  Welcome  from  earth  ! — lo,  the  right-hand 

Of  fellow fhip  to  thee  we  give  ! 
With  open  arms  and  hearts  we  (land, 
And  thee  in  Jefu's  name  receive. 

4  Say,  is  thy  heart  refolv'd  as  ours  ? 

Then  let  it  burn  with  facred  love  : 
Then  let  it  tafte  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
Partaker  of  the  joys  above. 

5  Jefus,  attend,  thyfelf  reveal  ! 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  midft  we  wait  to  feel, 

We  wait  to  catch  the  fpreading  flame. 

6  Thou  God,  that  anfwereft  by  fire, 

The  fpirit  of  burning  now  impart  ; 
And  let  the  flames  of  pure,  defire 
Rife  from  the  altar  of  each  heart. 

7  Truly  our  fellowfhip  below, 

With  thee  and  with  the  Fathet'is  ; 
In  thee  eternal  life  we  know, 
And  heav'n's  unutterable  blifs. 

8  In  part  we  only  know  thee  here, 

But  wait  thy  coming  from  above  ; 
And  we  fhall  then  behold  thee  near, 
And  then  fhall  all  be  loft  in  love. 
HYMN     CCXXXI. 


p 


Visiting  a  Friend. 
EACE  be  on  this  houfe  beuNow'd, 
Peace  on  all  that  here  reude ; 


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Let  the  unknown  peace  of  God 
With  the  man  of  peace  abide  I 

Let  thy  Spirit  now  come  down  : 
Let  the  blcfling  now  take  place  : 

Son  of  peace  receive  thy  crown, 
Fulnefs  of  the  gofpel  grace. 

2  Chrift,  my  Mailer,  and  my  Lord. 

Let  me  thy  fore-runner  be  : 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Vifit  them,  and  vifit  me  I 
To  this  houfe  and  all  herein, 

Now  let  thy  falvation  come  ! 
Save  our  fouls  from  inbred  fin  I 

Mftke  us  thine  eternal  home  i 

3  Let  us  never,  never  reft, 

Till  the  promiie  is  fulfill 'd  : 
Till  we  arc  of  thee  polTefs'd, 

Pardou'd,  fan&ify'd,  and  feal'd  ; 
Till  we  all,  in  love  renew'd, 

Find  the  pearl  that  Adam  loft, 
Temples  of  the  living  God, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofti 

HYMN     CCXXXII. 

1  Tp  XCEPT  the  Lord  conduft  the  plan, 

M.-A  The  beft  concerted  fchemes  are  vain, 

And  never  can  fuceeed  ; 
We  fpend  Our  wretched  ftrcngth  for  nought. 
But  if  our  works  in  thee  are  wrought, 

They  ihall  be  bjeft  indeed. 

2  Lord,  if  thou  didft,  tHyfelf,  infpire 
Our  (bttis  with  this  inteivfe  defire, 


216  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP 

Thy  goodnefs  to  proclaim  ; 
Thy  glory  if  we  now  intend^ 
O  let  our  deed  begin  and  end 

Complete  in  Jefu's  name  I 

3  In  Jefu's  name  behold  we  meet  ; 
Far  from  an  evil  world  retreat, 

And  all  its  frantic  ways  ; 
One  only  thing  refolv'd  to  know, 
And  fcpiare  our  ufeful  lives  below, 

By  reafon  and  by  grace. 

4  Not  in  the  tombs  we  pine  to  dwell, 
Nor  in  the  dark  monadic  cell, 

By  vows  and  grates  confin'd 
Freely  to  all  ourfelves  we  give, 
Conftrain'd  by  Jefu's  love  to  live 

The  fervants  of  mankind. 

5  Now,  Jefus,  now  thy  love  impart, 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will ! 
Deep  founded  in  the  truth  of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  riving  church,  and  place 

The  city  on  the  hill. 

6  O  let  our  love  and  faith  abound  I 
O  let  our  lives  to  all  around 

With  purefl  luftre  mine  ! 
That  all  around  our  works  may  fee, 
And  give. the  glory,  Lord,  to  thee, 

The  heav'nly  light  divine  I 

HYMN     CCXXXIII. 

1  "T  T  TATCH'D  by  the  world's  malignant  eye, 
V  V   Who  load  us  with  reproach  and  fhame  : 


AND     SOCIETY    MEETING.  2  17 

As  fer  varus  of  trie  Lord  mod  high, 

As  zealous  for  his  glorious  name, 
We  ought  in  all  his  paths  to  move, 
Wich  holy  fear  and  humble  love. 

2  That  wifdem,   Lord,  on  us  beftow, 

From  ev'ry  evil  to  depart, 
To  {top  the  mouth  of  ev'ry  foe  : 

While,  upright  both  in  life  and  heart, 
The  proof  of  godly  fear  we  give, 
And  Ihew  them  how  the  chnftians  live. 

HYMN     CCXXXIV. 

I  /\  LL  thanks  tp  the  Lamb,  who  gives  us  ta 
JL.L  meet  : 

His  love  we  proclaim,  his  praifes  repeat  : 
We  own  him  our  Jefus,  continually  near, 
To  pardon  and  blelsus,  and  perfect  us  here. 
In  him  we  have  peace,  in  him  we  have  pow'r, 
Preferv'd  by  his  grace  throughout  the  dark 

hour  : 
In  all  our  temptation,  he  keeps  us  to  prove 
His  utmoft  falvation,  his  fulnefs  of  love. 

3  Pronounce  the  glad  word,  and  bid  us  be  free  ; 
Ah  !  haft  thou  not,  Lord,  a  blefling  for  me  ? 
The  peacethouhaftgiv'n,  this  moment  impart. 
And  open  thy  heav'n,  O  Love,  in  my  heart  ! 

HYMN     CCXXXV.     C.  M. 

I    O  EE,   Jefus,  thy  difciples,  fee  ; 
x3  The  promis'd  blefling  give  ! 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee. 
Thy  pretence  to  receive. 
T 


218  PARTING   OF 

2  Thee  we  expeft,  our  faithful  Lord, 

Who  in  thy  name  are  join'd  : 
We  wait  according  to  thy  word, 
Thee  in  the  midft  to  find. 

3  Whom  now  we  feek,  O  may  we  meet  ! 

Jefus,  the  crucify'd, 
Shew  us  thy  bleeding  hands  and  feet, 
Thou  who  for  us  haft  dy'd. 

HYMN     CCXXXVI. 

1  /\  PPointed  by  thee,  we  meet  in  thy  name, 
JlA.  And  meekly  agree  to  follow  the  Lamb, 
To  trace  thine  example,  the  world  to  difdain, 
And  conftantly  trample  on  pleaiure  and  pain. 

2  O  what  {ball  we  do,  our  Saviour  to  love  ? 
To  make  us  anew,  come  Lord  from  above  ! 
The  fruit  of  thy  paflicn,  thy  holinefs  give  1 

.  Give  us  the  falvation  of  all  that  believe  ! 

3  0  Jefus  appear  !  no  longer  delay, 
To  fan&ify  here,  and  bear  ns  away  ; 

The  end  of  our  meeting,  at  length,  let  us  fee, 
Triumphantly  fitting  in  glory  with  thee  ! 

PARTING  OF  CHRISTIAN   FRIENDS. 
HYMN     CCXXXVII.     C.  M.      . 

I   T)  LEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 
JD   That  will  not  let  us  part ! 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove 
We  (till  are  one  in  heart. 

%  Join'd  in  one  fpirit  to  our  Head, 
Where  he  appoints  we  go  ; 


CHRISTIAN     FRIENDS.  219 

And  ftill  in  Jefu's  footfteps  tread, 
And  fliew  his  praife  below. 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  befide  ; 
Nothing  defire,  nothing  efteem, 
But  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 

4  Cloferand  clofer  let  us  cleave 

To  his  belov'd  embrace  ; 
Expe£l  his  fulnefs  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  anfwer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  fame  in  mind  and  heart  ; 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  haften  to  the  day, 

Which  fhall  our  flefh  reflore  ; 
When  death  mall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

HYMN     CGXXXVIII. 

1    TESUS,  accept  the  praife 
J    That  to  thy  name  belongs  ; 
Matter  of  all  our  praife, 

Subjecl  of  all  our  fongs  : 
Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 
And  part  exulting  in  thy  name. 

3   In  flefh  w::  part  a  while, 
But  ftUl  in  fpirit  join'd, 
T'  embrace  the  happy  toil, 

Thou  haft  to  each  alTi^n'd  ; 
And  while  we  do  thy  bleffcd  will, 
We  bear  our  heav'n  about  us  ftill. 


220  PARTING     OF 

3  O  let  us  then  go  on, 

In  all  thy  pleafant  ways, 
And  arm'd  with  patience,  rim 

With  joy  th'  appointed  race  ! 
Keep  us  and  ev'ry  feeking  foul. 
Till  all  attain  the  heav'nly  goal. 

4  There  we  (hall  meet  again, 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
And  grief,  and  death,  and  pain,. 

And  parting  are  no  more  : 
We  fhall  with  all  our  brethren  rife, 
And  gralp  thee  in  the  flaming  fk'ies. 

5  O  happy,  happy  day, 

That  calls  thine  exiles  home  ! 
The  heav'ns  (hall  pals  away  : 

The  earth  receive  its  doom  ; 
Earth  we  fhall  view,  and  heav'n  deftroy'd, 
And  fhout  above  the  fiery  void  1 

6  Then  let  us  wait  the  found. 

That  fhall  our  fouls  releafe, 
And  labour  to  be  found 

Of  him  in  fpotlefs  peace  ; 
In  perfect  holinefs  renew'd, 
Adorn'd  with  Cbrift,  and  meet  for  God. 

H  Y  M  N     GGXXXIX.     C.  M. 

1  /^OD  of  all  co:<foiation,take 
vJX  The  glory  of  thy  grace  ! 
Thy  gifts,  to  thee  we  render  back 

In  ceafelefs  fongs  of  praiie. 

2  Thro'  the**  we  now  together  came 

In  finglenefs  of  heart  : 


CHIU5TIAV    FRIF"  221 

We  met,  O  Jefus,  in  d  y  name  ; 
And  in  thy  Dame  we  t>art. 

3  We  part  in  boeTy,  not  in  mind  : 

Our  minds  continue  one  ; 
And  each  to  each  in  Jefus  join'd, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

4  Subfifts  as  in  us  all  one  foul ; 

No  pow'r  can  make  us  twain  : 
And  mountains  rife  and  oceans  roll, 
To  fever  us,  in  vain. 

5  Prefent  we  ftill  in  fpirit  are, 

And  intimately  nigh  ; 
While  en  the  wings  of  faith  andpray'r, 
We  each  to  other  fly. 

6  In  Jefus  Chrift,  together  we 

In  heav'nly  places  fit : 
Cloath'd  with  the  fun,  we  fmile  to  fee 
The  moon  beneath  our  feet. 

7  Our  life  is  hid  with  Chrift  in  God  ; 

Oar  life  fhall  foon  appear, 

And  died  his   glory  all  abroad 

On  all  his  members  here. 

8  The  heav'nly  treafure  now  wc  have 

In  a  vile  houfe  of  clay  ; 
But  he  fhall  to  the  utmoft  fave, 
And  keep  it  to  that  day. 

9  Our  fouls  are  in  his  mighty  hand, 

And  he  fhall  keep  them  ftill  ; 
And  you  and  I  (hall  furely  fland 
With  him  on  Sion's  hili ! 
T  2 


222  PARTING    OF 

10  Him  eye,  to  eye,  Ave  there  (hall  fee  ; 

Our  face  like  his  (hall  fhine  ; 
O  what  a  glorious  company, 
When  faints  and  angels  join  I 

1 1  O  -what  a  joyful  meeting  there  ! 

In  robes  of  white  array'd, 
Palms  in  our  hands  we  all  fhall  bear, 
And  crowns  upon  our  head. 

12  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend, 

And  fight  our  paflage  through  : 
B  ar  in  our  faithful  minds  the  end, 
And  keep  the  prize  in  view. 

13  Then  let  us  hallen  to  the  day, 

When  all  mall  be  brought  home  ! 
Come,  O  Re  ■  eenier,  come  away  ! 
O  Jefus,  quickly  come  ! 

H   f  M  N     CGXL.      S.  M. 

1  /t    NO  let  our  bodies  part, 
jl~\.    '   i  different  climes  repair  ; 
In£*parat  ty  j  >in'sl  in  heart 

The  fii<  mis  of  Jefus  are  1 

2  Jefus.  the  corner-ffone, 

Did  firft  cur  hearts  unite  ! 
Aiv.i  £1111  he  keeps  our  fpirits  one, 
Who  walk  with  him  in  white. 

3  O  let  us  ftill  proceed 

In  Jefu's  work  below  ; 
And  foll'wing  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  farther  conquefts  go. 
4-  The  yiiuvard  of  the  Lord 
Before  his  labourers  lies  ; 


CHRISTIAN     FRIENDS.  323 

And  lo  !  we  fee  the  vaft  reward, 
Which  waits  us  in  the  ikies  ! 

5  O  let  our  heart  and  mind 

Continually  afcend, 
That  heaven  of  repofe  to  find., 
Where  all  our  labours  end  I 

6  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 

Our  fufF'ring  and  our  pain  i 
Who  meet  on  that  eternal  more 
Shall  never  part  again. 

7  O  happy,  happy  place, 

Where  faints  and  angels  meet  ; 
There  we  (hall  fee  each  other's  face, 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

8  The  church  of  the  firft  born, 

We  lhall  with  them  be  blefl, 
And,  crown'd  with  endiefs  joy,  return 
To  our  eternal  reft. 

9  With  joy  we  fhali  behold, 

In  yonder  bleit  abode, 
The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old. 
And  all  the  faints  of  God. 

10  Abraham  and  Ifaac  there, 

And  Jacob,  fhall  receive 
The  foll'wers  of  their  faith  and  pvay'r, 
Who  now  in  bodies  live. 

11  We  mall  our  time  beneath 

Live  oat  in  cheerful  hope, 
And  Cearieis  pafs  the  vale  of  death, 
And  gain  the  mountain-top. 


224  CONVINCED    Of 

IS  To  gather  home  his  own, 
God  fhall  his  angels  fend, 
And  bid  our  blifs,  on  earth  begun. 
In  deathlefs  triumphs  end. 


CONVINCED  OF  BACKSLIDING. 
HYMN     CCXLT.     First  part. 

OH  !  how  happy  are  they 
Who  the  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treafuve  above  ! 

Tongue,  can  never  exprefs 

The  fveet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  foul  in  its  earliefl  love  ! 

That  fweet  comfort  was  mine, 

When  the  favour  divine 
I  firft  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 

When  my  heart  it  believ'd, 

What  a  joy  I  receiv'd, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jefus's  name  ! 

•Twas  a  heaven  below, 

My  Redeemer  to  know  ; 
And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

r^an  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  iloiy  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  tinners  adore. 

Jefus  all  the  day  long 

Was  my  joy  and  my  long  ; 
O  that  ail  hi-  falvation  might  fee  ! 

He  hath  l.v'd  me,  I  cry'd, 

He  hath  A:ffer'd  and  dy'd, 
To  redeem  fuch  a  rebel  as  me. 


BACKSLIDING. 

On  the  wings  of  his  love, 

I  was  carry 'd  above 
All  my  fin,  and  temptation,  and  pain  ; 

And  I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  fnould  grieve, 
That  1  ever  ihould  fuller  again. 

I  then  rode  on  the  iky, 

Freely  juftify'd  I, 
Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  feat  ; 

My  glad  foul  mounted  high'r 

In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  fVet. 

0  !  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 
Of  my  Saviour  noiTeft, 

1  was  perfectly  blefr, 

As  if  fiU'd  with  the  fulnefs  of  G:o, 

HYMN     CCXLII.  fe* 

AIT  !  but  where  air  T 
And  why  wa' 
That  I  fell  from  uv- 
I  am  brought  >r« 
I  am  fbipt  of  xi 
I  ?. :;;  batti&'cl  fro 

Hardly  vet  dr 
•    I  let  e 

By    the  ten: 
With  his  p\ 

And  infected  r. 


226  CONVINCE)}    OF 

3  Ah  '  I  felt  it  too  foon, 
That  my  Saviour  was  gone, 

Swiftly  vanifhing  out  of  my  fight  ! 

Then  my  triumph  and  boaft 

On  a  fudden  were  loft, 
And  my  day  it  was  turn'd  into  night. 

4  Only  pride  could  deftroy 
That  fweet  innocent  joy, 

And  thus  make  my  Redeemer  depart : 
But  whate'er  was  the  caufe, 
T  lament  the  fad  lofs, 
For  the  veil  is  come  over  my  heart. 
f       Oh  !  how  wretched  I  am  ! 
I  can  only  exclaim, 
Like  a  devil  tormented  within  I 
My  dear  Saviour  is  gone, 
And  has  left  me  alone, 
To  thr  fury  of  Satan  and  fin  ! 
Nothing  now  can  relieve  ; 
-*t  comfort  I  grieve  ; 

'  my  peace  and  my  pow'r  ; 


mankind  ; 
no  more, 
declare 
>ar, 
•>les  I  fee  ; 


I  like  m 
I  rove 


BACKSLIDING.  227 

And  how  great  is  my  pain, 
That  1  cannot  regain 
My  loft  Eden  of  Jefus's  love  1 

9        Ah  !  (hall  .1  ever  rife 

To  my  firft  paradile  ? 
Ever  come  my  Redeemer  to  fee  ? 

Yes,  I  feel  a  faint  hope, 

That  at  laft  he  will  ftoop, 
And  his  pity  fliall  bring  him  to  me, 

HYMN     CGXLIII. 

1   TTOVV  fliall  a  loft  finner,  in  pain, 
JL  JL  Recover  his  forfeited  peace  ? 
When  brought  into  bondage  again, 

What  hope  of  a  fecond  releafe  ? 
Will  mercy  itfelf  be  fo  kind 

To  fpare  fuch  a  rebel  as  me? 
And,  O  !  can  I  poifibly  find 

Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee  I 

2  O  Jefus,  of  thee  I  require, 

If  ftill  thou  art  able  to  lave, 
The  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  fire, 

And  ranfom  my  foul  from  the  grave  ; 
The  help  of  thy  Spirit  reftore, 

And  fhtw  me  the  life-giving  blood  ; 
And  pardon  a  (inner  once  more, 

And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 

3  O  Jefus,  in  pity  draw  near, 

Gome  quickly,  to  help  a  left  foul, 
To  comfort  a  mourner,  appear, 
And  make  a  poor  Lazarus  whole  : 


22$  CONVINCED    OF 

The  balm  of  thy  mercy  apply, 

Thou  feeft  the  fere  anguiih  I  feel, 

Sav^,  Lord,  or  I  perifh,  I  die, 
O  lave,  or  1  link  into  hell ! 

4   I  fink,  if  thou  longer  delay 

Thy  pardoning  mercy  to  (how  ; 
Come  quickly,  and  kindly,  difplay 

The  pow'r  of  thy  pa  {Ron  below  j 
By  all  thou  halt  done  for  my  fake, 

One  drop  of  thy  blood  I  implore  ; 
Now,  now  let  it  touch  me,  and  make 

The  linner,  a  (inner  no  more  ! 

HYMN     CCXLIV.     C.  M. 

1  f^\  THAT  I  was  as  heretofore, 
V^/  When  warm  in  my  firfh  love  i 
I  only  liv'd  my  God  t'  adore, 

And  feek  the  things  above. 

2  Upon  my  head  his  candle  (hone, 

And  freely  by  his  grace, 
With  cords  of  love  he  drew  me  on, 
And  half  unveii'd  his  face. 

3  Butter  and  honey  did  I  eat, 

And  lifted  up  on  high, 
I  law  the  clouds  beneath  my  feet, 
And  rode  upon  the  fky. 

4  Far,  r.u-  above  all  earthly  things 

Triumphantly  1  rode; 
I  ioar'd  to  heav'n  on  eagles'  wings, 
And  found  and  talk'd  with  God. 

5  Where  am  I  now,  from  what  an  height 

Of  happinefs  caft  down  ! 


BACKSLIDING.  229 

The  glory  fwallow'd  up  in  night, 
And  faded  is  the  crown. 
6  O  God,  thou  art  my  home,  my  reft, 
For  which  I  iigh  in  pain  ! 
How  (hall  I  'icape  into  thy  breaft, 
My  Eden  now  regain  ? 
HYMN     CCXLV.     C.  M. 

1  ^\H  for  a  clofer  walk  with  God, 
V_-/  A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  mine  upon  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  bit iVednefs  I  knew, 

When  firft  J  law  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  foul-refrefhing  view 
Of  Jefus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd  ; 

How  fweet  their  mem'ry  (till  ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  meffenger  of  reft  : 
I  hate  the  fins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  bread. 

5  The  deareit  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne  ; 

And  worlhip  only  thee. 
So  (hall  my  -walk  be  clofe  with  God, 

Cairn  ar.d  fereriQ  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  thall  mark  the  road 

That  l«ads  me  to  the  L: 
U 


230  DEATH    AND 

DEATH  AND  JUDGMENT. 
HYMN     CGXLVI.     C.  M. 

1  r  I  ^HEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 

X.     And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  we  be  I 

2  Our  wailing  lives  grow  fhorter  ftiH, 

As  days  and  months  increafe  ; 
And  ev*iy  beating  pulfe  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  lefs. 

3  The  year  roll?  round,  and  deals  away 

The  breath  that  firft  it  gave  : 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  traveling  to  the  grave* 

4  Dangers  ftand  thick  thro'  all  th*  ground, 

To  pufh  u?  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  difeafes  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God  !  on  what  a  flender  thread 

Hang  everlafting  things  I 
Th'  eternal  ftates  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  fixings  ! 

6  Infinite  joy  or  endlefs  wo, 

Depends  onev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  weg» 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

7  Waken,  O  Lord  our  drovrfy  fenfe, 

To  walk  t4iis  dang'rous  road  ; 
And  if  our  fouls  are  hurry'd  hence,. 
May  tbey  be  found  with  God  ! 


JUBCMEKT.  231 

H  Y  M  N     CCXLVII.     C.  M. 

1  TITHEN  rifing  from  the  bed  of  death, 

V  V     O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  view  my  Maker,  face  to  face, 
O  how  mall  I  appear  ! 

2  If  yet  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  fought  ; 
My  foul  with  inward  horror  {brinks 
And  trembles  at  the  thought  I 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  flialt  ftand  difclos'd 

In  majefty  fevere, 
And  fit  in  judgment  on  my  foul, 
O  how  fhalL  I  appear  ? 

4  O  may  my  broken,  contrite  heart, 

Timely  my  fins  lament, 
And  early  with  repentant  tears, 
Eternal  wo  prevent. 

5  Behold  the  forrows  of  my  heart, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late  ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groan, 
To  give  thofe  forrows  weight. 

6  For  never  (hall  i»iy  foul  defpair 

Her  pardon  to  fecure, 
Who  kfcows  thine  only  Son  hathdy'd 
To  make  that  pardon  fure. 

HYMN     CCXLVIII.     S.  M.  . 

1  A  ^D  am  I  born  to  die  ? 

JLJL  To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  muft  my  trembling  fpirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown  ? 


332  DEATH    ANS 

A  land  of  deepeil  (hade, 
Unpierc'd  by  human  thought  ; 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 
Where  all  things  are  forgot. 

2  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 
What  will  become  of  me  ? 

Eternal  happinefs  09  wo 
Muft  then  my  portion  be  ! 
Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  found, 
I  from  my  grave  muft  rife, 

And  fee  the  Judge  with  glory  crown'd, 
And  fee  the  flaming  ikies  ! 

3  How  (hall  I  leave  my  tomb  I 
With  triumph  or  regret  ? 

A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 

A  curfc  or  bleffing  meet  ? 

Will  angel-bands  convey 

Their  brother  to  the  bar  ? 
Or  devils  drag  my  foul  away 

To  meet  its  fentence  there  ? 

4  Who  can  refolve  the  doubt 
That  tears  my  anxious  breaft  ? 

Shall  I  be  with  the  damn'd  caft  out, 
Or  nurnber'd  with  the  bleft  ? 
I  muft  from  God  be  driv'n, 
Or  frith  my  Saviour  dwell  : 

Mu.fi  come  at  his  command  to  heav'n," 
Or  elfc  depart  to  hell. 

5  O  thou  that  would'fl  not  have 
One  wretched  firmer  die, 

Who  dy'dft  thyfelf,  my  foul  to  fave 
From  endlefs  raiferv  1 


JUDGMENT.  23: 

Show  me  the  way  to  fhun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  fevere, 
That  when  thou  comeft  on  thy  throne, 

1  may  with  joy  appear. 
6       Thou  art  thyfelf  the  way, 

Thyfelf  in  me  reveal  ; 
So  fhall  I  fpend  my  life's  fhort  day 

Obedient  to  thy   will ; 

So  fhall  I  love  my  God, 

Becaufe  he  firft  lov'd  me, 
And  praife  thee  in  thy  bright  abode3 

To  all  eternity. 

HYMN     GGXLIX. 

1  J\  ND  am  I  only  born  to  die  ? 
JLJL    And  muft  I  fuddenly  comply. 

With  nature's  flern  decree  ?.  '  /   . 

What  after  death  for  me  remains  ? 
Celeftial  joys,  or  liellijTh  paii-.s, 

To  all  eternity. 

2  How  then  ought  I  oft  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve. 

And  props  the  holife  of  clay  ; 
My  iole  concern,  my  finale  care, 
To  watch  and  tremble  and  prepare 

Againfl  that  fatal  day  i 
2  No  room  for  mirth   or.tri fling  here. 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  fo  foon  is  gone  ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  mud  (land  bcfor: 

Tb'  inexorable  throne  ! 
TT    2 


2  Z  4  BEATS   ANB 

4  No  matter  which  my  thoughts  emplov. 
A  moment's  miiery  or  \  vy  : 

But  oh  1  when  both  (ball  end. 
Where  (hall  I  find  my  cieiVm'd  place? 
Shall  I  my  evcrlafting  days 

With  fiends  or  angels  ipend  ? 

5  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  efcape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies  : 
How  make  mine  own  elect':?:1  :V.e. 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  iecure 

A  maafion  in  the  ft 

6  Jcfus  voucjifafe  a  pitying  ray, 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be  than  my  way 

Ta  glorious  happinefs  ! 
Ah  1  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart  ! 
And  whenioe'er  I  hence  de.; 

Let  me  depart  in  peace  1 

k  y  M  n    ccl.    s.  :;. 

1  rT^HOU  Judge  of  quick  and 

JL     Before  wbofe  bar  ievere, 
W  .  .         '      y  or  guilty  are:..!, 
We  all  mail  loon  appear  ; 
Our  cauiion'd  fouls  prepare 
:  tremendous  day. 

ful  care, 
And  ftir  us  up  to  pray  : 

2  To  pray  and  vrait  the  h 

Dur  unknc 
When,  rob'd  in  majetly  and  p.™ 
Thou  fhah  from 


JUDGMENT. 

Th'  immortal  Son  of  Man, 
To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train. 
With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 

T'  increafe  our  gracious  fears, 
For  ever  let  th'  archangel's  voice, 

Be  founding  in  our  ears, 

The  folemn  midnight  cry, 

"  Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come  : 
u  Arife,  and  meet  him  in  the  nky, 

u  And  meet  your  inflant  doom  1" 

O  may  we  then  be  found 

Obedient  to  thy  word, 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  found. 

And  looking  for  our  Lord  1 

O  may  we  thus  infure 

A  lot  among  the  blefr  : 
And  watch  a  moment,  to  iecure 

An  everlaftin y  reft  ! 

o 

H  Y  M  N     CGLL     L.   M. 

HE  corner  !  he  comes  !  the  Judge  fevere  ; 
The  feventh  trumpet  {peaks  him  near  ; 
His  lightnings  flafh,  his  thunders  roll  ; 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  foul  1 

From  heav'n,  angelic  voices  found, 
See  the  almighty  Jefus  crown 'cl  I 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  faviour's  fare. 

Defcending  oil  his  azure  throne, 
Ke  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  ow 


236  DEATH     AKB 

The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord  ! 

4  Shout  all  the  people  of  thefky, 

And  all  the  faints  of  the  Mod  High  ; 
Our  Lord  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
For  ever  and  for  ever  reigns. 

HYMN     CCLII. 

1  T"1    O  !  he  comes  with  clouds  defcending. 

1  J  Once'  for  favour'd  finners  {lain  ! 
Thoufand,  thoufand  faints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  ; 

Hallelujah  ! 
God  appears  with  man  to  reign. 

2  Ev'ry  eye  (hall  now  behold  him, 

Rob'd  in  dreadful  majefty  ! 
Thofe  who  fet  at  nought  and  fold  him, 
Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Meffiah  fee. 

3  The  dear  tokens  of  his  paffion, 

Still  his  da2zling  body  bears  ; 
Caufe  of  endlefs  exultation 

To  his  ramfom'd  worfhippers  ; 

With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  thofe  glorious  fears  \ 

4  Yea,  Amen  !  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thine  eternal  throne  ! 
Sa.viour  take  the  pow'r  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  : 

Jah  !  Jehovah  ! 
Everlafting  God,  come  dowa  i 


JUDGMENT.  2  37 

H  Y  M  N     CCLIII.     C.  M. 

1  nnERRIBLE  thought  I  fhall  I  alone, 

JL     Who  may  be  fav'd,  fhall  J, 
Of  all,  abs  !  whom  I  have  known, 
Through  fin  for  ever  die  ? 

2  While  all  my  old  companions  dear, 

With  whom  I  once  did  live, 
Joyful  at  God's  right-hand  appear, 
A  bleffing  to  receive  ; 

3  Shall  I,  amidlt  a  ghaftly  band 

Dragg'd  to  the  Judgment -feat, 
Far  on  the  left,  with  horror  (land, 
My  fearful  doom  to  meet  ? 

4  While  they  enjoy  their  Saviour's  love, 

Shall  I  be  doom'd  to  hell! 
While  they  fing  hymns  ofpraife  above, 
Muit  I  in  torments  dwell  ? 

5  Ah  !  no  ;   I  yet  may  turn  and  live, 

For  ftill  his  wrath  delays  ; 
He  now  vouchsafes  a  kind  reprieve, 
And  offers  me  his  grace. 

6  I  will  accept  his  offers  now, 

From  cv'ry  fin  depart  ; 
Perform  my  oft -repeated  vow, 
And  render  him  my  heart. 

7  I  will  improve  what  I  receive, 

The  grace  through  Jefus  giv'n  ; 
Sure,  if  with  God  on  earth  I  live, 
To  live  with  God  in  beav'n. 


238  DEATH     AHI) 

H  Y  M  N     CGLIV. 

I   HHHOU  God  of  glorious  majefty, 
JL    To  thee,  againfr  myfelf,  to  thee, 
A  worm  of  earth,  I  cry  : 
A  half-awakerTd  child  of  man, 
An  heir  of  endlefs  blifs  or  pain, 
A  finner  born  to  die  ! 

2  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  feas,  I  ftani 

Secure,  infenfible  ; 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  fpace, 
Removes  me  to  that  heav'nly  place* 

Or  fhuts  me  up  in  hell.    : 

3  O  God  my  guilty  foul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  wretched  heart* 

Eternal  things  imprefs  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  folemn  weighty 
To  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteoufiiefs  ! 

4  Before  me  place  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  {halt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  fhall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

5  Be  this  my  one  great  bm'nefs  here, 
With  ferious  induftry  and  fear» 

Eternal  blifs  t'  enfure  ; 
Thine  utmoft  counfel  to  fulfil, 
To  fuffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 


JUDGMENT. 

S  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  foul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ' 
Where  faith,  is  fweetly  loft  in  fight  ; 
And  hope,  in  full  fupreme  delight, 
And  everlafting  love. 

HYMN     CCLV.     C.  M, 
1    /^V  God  our  help  in  ages  paft, 
\^J  Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  flicker  from  the  ftormy  blaft, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

H  Under  the  fliadow  of  thy  throne 
Still  may  we  dwell  fecure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  flood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 

From  everlafting  thou  art  God, 

To  endlefs  years  the  fame. 

4  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  fight, 

Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone  ; 
Shert  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  nigh 
Before  the  riling  fun. 

The  bufy  tribes  of  flefii  and  blood, 
With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 

Are  carry'd  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  loft  in  fallowing  years. 

%  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  dream. 
Bears  all  its  fons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 


240  DEATH    AND 

7   O  God  !  cur  help  in  ages  pall, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come  : 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  {hall  taft, 
And  our  perpetual  home. 

HYMN     CCLVI.     S.  M. 


AND  n 
This 


muft  this  body  die, 


well-wrought  frame  decay  I 


And  muft  thei'e  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ? 

Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 
Shall  but  refine  this  flefli, 
Till  my  triumphant  fpirit  cojtiss 
To  put  it  on  afreih. 

God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  ever  from  the  Ikies 
Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  duft. 
Till  he  fhall  bid  it  rife. 

Array 'din  glorious  grace 
Shall  thei'e  vile  bodies  fhine, 
And  ev'ry  fhape,  and  ev'ry  face, 
Be  heav'nly  and  divine. 

Thefe  lively  hopes  we  owe, 
Lord,  to  thy  dying  love  ; 
O  may  we  blefs  thy  grace  below, 
And  fing  thy  grace  above. 

Saviour,  accept  the  praife 
.  Of  thefe  our  humble  fongs, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  founds  we  raile 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 


'JUDGMENT.  241 

HYMN     CGLVII.     C.  M. 

AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
And  let  it  faint  or  die  ; 
My  ibul  (hall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  foar  to  worlds  on  high  : 
Shall  join  the  difembody'd  faints, 

And  find  its  long-fought  rell  ; 
That  only  blii'3  for  which  it  pants 
In  the  Redeemer's  brealt. 

In  hope  of  that  ifiamortal  crown, 

I  now  the  crofs  fuftain  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  fmile  at  toil  and  pain  : 
-I  fuffer  on  my  threefcore  years 

Till  my  Deliv'ier  come  ; 
And  wipe  away  his  fervant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 

0  what  hath  Jefus  bought  for  me  I 
Before  mv  ravim'd  eyes 

Rivers  of  lite  divine  I  fee, 
And  trees  of  paradife  ! 

1  fee  a  world  of  fpirits  bright, 
Who  taite  the  pleafures  there  1 

They  ail  are  rob'd  in  fpotlefs  wiiite,     • 
And  conqu'ring  palms  they  bear. 

O  what  are  all  fny  luff  'rings  here, 
It,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptur'd  heft  t'  appear, 
And  worihip  at  thy  feet  ! 

joy  or  grief,  give  eafe  or  pain, 
fi  lends  away  ; 
X 


2*2  DEATH    AND 

But  let  me  find  them  all  again 
In  that  eternal  day. 

HYMN     CCLVIII. 

1  TTAPPY  foul,  thy  days  are  ended  ; 
li  All  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 
Go,  by  angel-guards  attended, 

To  the  fight  of  Jefus,  go. 

2  Waiting  to  receive  thy  fpirit, 

Lo  !  the  Saviour  ftands  above  ; 
Shews  the  purchafe  of  his  merit, 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

3  Struggle  through  thy  lateft  paflion, 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  bread  ; 
To  his  uttermoft  falvation, 
To  his  everlafting  reft. 

4  For  the  joy  he  fcts  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain  ; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory ; 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign, 

H  Y  M  N     CCLIX. 

1  /\   H  !  lovely  appearance  of  death, 
XjL    What  fight  upon  earth  is  fo  fair  ? 
Not  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe, 

Can  with  a  dead  body  compare  : 
With  folemn  delight  I  furvey 

The  corpfe,  when  the  fpirit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  the  beautiful  clay, 

And  longing  to  lie  in  its  itead. 

2  How  bleft  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  j 


JUDGMENT.  243 

How  eafy  the  foul  that  Iras  left 

This  wearifome  body  behind  ! 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Whofe  relics  with  envy  I  fee, 
No  longer  in  mifery  now, 

No  longer  a  (inner  like  me. 

3  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 

With  ficknefs,  or  fliaken  with  pain  ; 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  (hall  vex  him  again  : 
No  anger,  henceforward,  or  (hame, 

Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay  ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 

And  pa  (lion  is  vanifh'd  away. 

4,  This  languifhing  head  is  at  reft, 

Its  thinking  and  aching  r.re  o'er  ; 
This  quiet  immoveable  bread 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more  : 
This  heart  U  no  longer  the  feat 

Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceafes  to  gutter  and  beat, 

It  never  (hall  flutter  again. 

5  The  lids  he  fo  fcldom  could  clofe, 

Bv  fonow  forbidden  to  deep, 
Seal'd  up  in  eternal  repofe, 

Have  ftrangely  forgotten  to  weep  : 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  fupplies  ; 

Thefe  hollows  from  water  are  free  : 
The  tears  are  ail   w  p'd  from  thefe  eyes, 

And  evil  they  never  (hall  fee. 

6  To  mourn  and  to  fufTer  is  mine, 

While  bound  in  a  prifon  I  breathe  ; 


2*4  DEATH    AX» 

And  (till  for  deliverance  pine, 

And  ore  is  to  the  iilties  of  death  : 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 

O  might  I  this  moment  become  ! 
My  fpirit  created  anew, 

My  fiefli  be  confign'd  to  the  tomb  1 

H   Y  M  N     CCLX. 

1  T>  EJOI.CE  for  a  brother  deceased, 
JlV  Our  lofs  is  his  infinite  gain  ; 

A  foul  out  of  prifdn  releas'd, 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain  ; 

With  longs  let  us  follow  his  fright, 
And  mount  with  his  fpirit  above; 

Efcap'd  to  the  manfions  of  light, 
Andlodg'd  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

2  Our  brother  the  heaven  hath  gain'd, 

Out-dying  the  tempeft  and  wind  ; 
His  reft  he  hath  fooner  obtain'd, 

And  left  his  companions  behind, 
•Still  tols'd  on  a  fea  of  diftrefs^ 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  bleM  (hove, 
Wheio  all  is  alfurance  and  peace, 

And  fb'rrbw  and  fin  are  no  more. 

5   There  all  the  (kip's  company  meet", 

Who  fail'd  with  the  Saviour  beneath 
With  fhouting,  each  other  they  greet, 

And  triumph  o'er  trouble  and  death  : 
The  voyage  of  life's  at  an  end, 

The  mortal  affliction  is  pad  ; 
The  age,  that  in  heaven  they  fpend, 

For  ever  and  ever  fiiail  la.fl, 


JUDGMENT.  245 

HYMN     CGLXI. 

TIS  finifh'd,  'tis  done  1  the  fpirit  is  fled  ; 
The  pris'ner  is  gone,  the  chriftian  is 

dead  : 
The  chriftian  is  living  thro*  Jefus's  love, 
And  gladly  receiving  a  kingdom  above. 
All  honour  and  praife  are  Jefus's  due  : 
Supported  by  grace,  he  fought  his  way  thro'  ; 
Triumphantly  glorious,  thro'  Jefus's  zeal, 
And  more  than  victorious  o'er  fin,  death,  and 

hell. 
Then  let  us  record  the  conqu'ring  name  ; 
Our  Captain  and  Lord  with  fhouting  proclaim  ; 
Who  truft  in  his  paflion  and  follow  our  Head, 
To  certain  falvation  we  all  (hall  be  led. 
O  Jefus  !  lead  on  thy  militant  care  ; 
And  give  us  the  crown  of  righteoufnefs  there  : 
Where,   dazzled    with    glory,   the    feraphim 

gaze  ; 
Or  proftrate  adore  thee,  in  filence  of  praife. 
Come,  Lord,  and  difplay,  thy  fign  in  the  fky, 
And  bear  us  away  to  manfions  on  high  : 
The  kingdom  be  given,  the  purchdi'e  divine  ; 
And  crown  us  in  heaven  eternally  thine. 

HYMN     CCLXII. 


HOSANNA  to  Jefus  on  high  ! 
Another  has  enter'd  his  rell  ; 
Another  has  'fcap'd  to  the  iky, 
And  lodg'd  in  ImmanuePs  breaft  i 
X     2 


24-G  DEATH     AND 

The  foul  of  our  filler  is  gone, 

To  heighten  the  triumph  above  : 

Exalted  to  Jefus's  throne, 

And  clafp'd  in  the  arms  of  his  love. 

2  What  fulnefs  of  rapture  is  there, 

While  Jefus  his  glory  difplays  ; 
And  purples  the  heavenly  air, 

And  icatters  the  odours  of  grace  ! 
He  looks — and  his  fervants  in  light, 

The  bleffing*  ineffable  meet  : 
He  f miles — and  they  faint  at  his  fight, 

And  fall  overwhelm 'd  at  his  feet. 

3  How  happy  the  angels  that  fall 

Tranfported  at  Jefus's  name  : 
The  faints  whom  he  fooneft  fiiall  call, 

To  fliare  in  the  feaft  of  the  Lamb  I 
No  longer  imprifon'd  in  clay, 

Who  next  from  his  dungeon  (hall  fly  ? 
Who  firft  (hall  be  fummon'd  away — 

My  merciful  God — Is  it  I  ? 

4  O  Jefus,  if  this  be  thy  will, 

That  Suddenly  I  fliould  depart  ; 
Tny  counfel  of  mercy  reveal 

And  whifper  the  call  to  my  heart  : 
O  give  me  a  lignal  to  know, 

If  foon  thou  wouldft  have  me  remove  ; 
And  leave  the  dull  body  below, 

And  flv  to  the  regions  above. 


H  Y  M  N     CCLX1IT. 

Jefus  live, 

i  they, 


TAFFY  who  in 
jtt  Cut  happier  fti 


JUDGMENT. 

Who  to  God  their  fpirits  give, 
And  'fcape  from  earth  away: 

Lord,  thou  read'ft  the  panting  heart, 
Lord,  thou  hear'ft  the  praying  figh  ; 

O  'tis  better  to  depart,  *» 

'Tis  better  far  to  die. 

2  Yet,  if  fo  thy  will  ordain 

For  our  companions'  good, 
Let  us  in  the  flefh  remain, 

And  meekly  bear  the  load  ; 
Till  we  nave  our  grief  fill 'd  up, 

Till  we  all  our  works  have -done, 
Late  partakers  of  our  hope, 

And  (hums  of  thy  throne. 

3  To  thy  wife  and  gracious  will, 

We  quietly  fubinit, 
Wilting  for  redemption  flill, 

And  waiting  at  thy  feet  : 
When  thou  wilt  the  bleUing  give 

Call  us  up  thy  face  to  fee  ; 
Only  let  thy  Servants  live, 

And  let  us  die  to  thee. 


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H  Y  M  N     CCLXIV. 

"AND,  th'  omnipotent  decree  ! 
Jehovah's  will  be  done  1 
Nature's  end  we  wait  to  fee, 
And  hear  her  final  groan  ; 
Let  this  earth  diffolve,  and  blend 

In  (Lath,  the  wicked  and  the  jufc 
Let  thofe  pond'rous  orbs  defcer.d, 
And  enind  us  into  dufh 


248  BEATH     AND 

2  Refts  fecure  the  righteous  man  : 

At  his  Redeemer's  beck, 
Sure  t'  emerge  and  rife  again, 

And  mount  above  the  -wreck  ; 
Lo  !  the  heav'nly  fpirit  tow'rs, 

Like  flames  o'er  nature's  fun'ral  pyre, 
Triumphs  in  immortal  pow'rs, 

And  claps  his  wings  of  fire  ! 

3  Nothing  hath  the  juft  to  lofe 

By  worlds  on  worlds  deftroy'd  ; 
Far  beneath  his  feet  he  views, 

Willi  imilcs,  the  flaming  void  ; 
Sees  this  iiniv-erfe  renew 'd. 

The  grand  millennial  year  begun  ; 
Shouts  with  all  the  fons  of  God 

Around  th'  eternal  throne  i 

4  Refling  in  this  glorious  hope, 

To  be  at  laft  reltor'd  ; 
Yield  we  now  our  bodies  tip 

To  earthquake,  plague,  or  fword  ; 
Lift'ning  for  the  call  divine, 

The  late  Pi  trumpet  of  the  fev'n  ; 
Soon  our  foul  and  dufr  fha.ll  join, 

And  both  fly  up  to  heav'n. 


1  i-o 

J.  Wi 


H  Y  M  N     CCLXV. 
ONG  to  behold  him  array 'd 


th  glory  and  light  from  above 


The  King  in  his  beauty  difplay'd, 
His  beauty  of  holieft  love: 

I  lai\t;ui(h  and  figh  to  be  there, 
Where  Jefas  hath  fix'd  his  abode  ; 


JUDGMENT.  249 

O  when  fhall  we  meet  in  the  air, 
And  fly  to  the  mountain  of  God  ! 

2  With  him  I  on  Sion  fliall  ftand, 

For  Jefus  hath  fpoken  the  word, 
The  breadth  of  Imnaanuel's  land 

Survey  by  the  light  of  my  Lord  : 
But  when  on  thy  boforn  reclin'd, 

Thy  face  I  am  ftrength°n'd  to  fee, 
My  fulnefs  of  rapture  I  find, 

My  heaven  of  heavens  in  tbee. 

3  How  happy  the  people,  that  dwell 

Secure  in  the  city  above  ! 
No  pain  the  inhabitants  feci, 

No  flcknefs  or  forraw  (hall  prove  ; 
•  Phyfician  of  fouls,  unto  me, 

Forgivenefi  and  holinefs  give  ;  . 
And  then  from  the  body  fet  free, 
•  And  then  to  the  city  receive. 

HYMN     CCLXVI.     L.  M. 

i   JTHHANKSbeto  God,  whofe  faithful  love 
X     Hathcall'd  another  to  his  breaft, 
Tranflated  him  to  joys  above, 
To  manfions  of  eternal  reft. 

2   H"  the  good  fight  of  faith  hath  won, 

He  heard  wiih  joy  the  welcome  word  ; 
•"  Hither  come  up,  thy  work  is  done, 
"  And  reign  forever  with  thy  Lord*" 

By  the  angelic  hofls  convey 'd, 
Lodg'd  in  the  garner  of  the  iky, 

He  refls,  in  Abraham's  bofom  laid, 
He  lives  with  God,  no  more  to  die. 


250  DEATH    AND    JUDGMENT. 

4  Thanks  be  to  God,  through  Chrifl  alone, 
Who  gave  our  friend  the  vi&ory, 
O  Mafter,  fay  to  me,  «  Well  done  '.'* 
May  I  rejoice  to  die  in  thee. 

HYMN     GCLXVII.     C.  M. 

1  /\  ND  muft  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
JLJL  And  anfwer  in  that  day, 

For  ev'ry  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  ev'ry  word  I  fay  ? 

2  Yes,  ev'ry  fecret  of  my  heart 

Shall  fhortly  be  made  lctjown  ; 
And  I  receive  my  juft  defert, 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful  then  ought  I  to  live  ; 

With  what  religious  fear  ; 
Who  fucha  ftricl:  account  muft  give 
For  my  behaviour  here  ? 

4  Tho/it  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  pow'r  bellow  I 
So  (hall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  fpeak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  "  (landed  at  the  door," 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near  ! 

And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 

HYMN     CCLXVIIT.     L.  M. 

1  "\7f7"HY  mould  we  dart  and  fear  to  die  ! 
V  V   What  tin. 'rous  worms  we  mortals  are 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endlcfs  joy. 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 


NEW-YEAR.  251 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  ftrife, 

Fright  our  approaching  fouls  away  ; 
And  Yt'e  fhrink  back,  again,  to  lite, 
Fond  of  our  prifon  and  our  clay. 

3  O  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  foul  would  ftretch  her  wings  in  hafte. 
Fly  fearlefs  thro'  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  (he  pafs'd. 

4  jefus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  foft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  bread  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  fweetly  therec 


NEW-YEAR. 
HYMN     CCLXIX. 

1  /^OME  let  us  anew,  our  journey  purfue, 
V>4   Roll  round  with  the  year, 

And  never  ftand  (till  tilKune  Mafter  appear! 
His  adorable  will,  let  us  gladly  fulfil, 

And  our  talents  improve  [love. 

By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the'labour  ©f 

2  Our  life  as  a  dream,  our  time  as  a  lire  am 

Glides  fwiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refufesto  ftay; 
The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone  j 

The  millennial  year 
Rufhes  onto  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  O  that  each   in  the  day  of  his   coming,  may 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through,        [fay, 
I  have  finifh'd  tke  work  thou  did  ft  give  me 
to  do." 


252  NEW-YEAlf, 

0  that  each  from  his  Lord,  may  receive  the  glad 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done  !  [word, 

Enter  into  ray  joy,  and  fit  down  on  my  throne." 

HYMN     CCLXX. 

1  r~pHE  Lord  of  earth  and  fey, 

JL     The  God  of  ages  praife  ! 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  on  high, 
Ancient  of  endlefs  days  ; 
Who  lengthens  out  onr  trials  here, 
And  fpares  us  yet  another  year. 

2  Barren  and  wither'd  trees, 

We  cumber'd  long  the  ground  I 
No  fruit  of  holinefs 

On  our  dead  fouls  was  found  ; 
Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  fpare  , 
Another,  and  another  year. 
5        When  Juftice  drew  the  fword, 
To  cut  the  iig-tree  down  ; 
The  pity  of  our  Lord, 

Cry'd,  <;  Let  it  ftill  alone!" 
The  Father  mild  inclines  1.1s  e*F$ 
1  fpkres  us  yet  another  year, 
4       jcius,  thy  fpeaking  blood, 

From  God  obtaiu'd  the  grace  ; 
W  h  o  th  a  re  f  o r e-  h a  t  h  b  e  it  o  vt  'd 
0:3  -us  a  longer  fpice  ; 
Thou  clldf\  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And  !  lo  we  fee  another  year  ! 
<}        Then  dig  about  our  root, 

Break  up  our  fallow  ground, 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 
To  thy  great  praife  abound  ; 


NEW-YEAR,  253 

©  let  us  all  thy  praife  declare, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 

HYMN     CCLXXI.     C.  M. 

SING  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praife  ! 
All  praife  t.o  him  belongs  ; 
Who  kindly  lengthens  out  our  days, 

Demands  our  choiceft  fongs  : 
His  providence,  hath  brought  us  through. 

Another  various  year  ; 
We  all  with  vows,  and  anthems  new 
Before  our*  God  appear. 

Father,  thy  mercies  paft  we  own, 

Thy  dill  continu'd  care  ; 
To  thee  prefenting,  thro'  thy  Soa 

Whate'er  we  have,  or  are  ; 
Our  lips  and  lives  fhall  gladly  (how 

The  wonders  of  t*hy  love, 
While  on  in  Jefu's  fteps  we  go 

To  feek  thy  face  above. 

Our  refidue  of  days  or  hours, 

Thine,  wholly  thine  fhall  be  ; 
And  all  our  confecrated  pow'rs 

A  facrihce  to  thee  : 
Till  Jefus  in  the  clouds  appear, 

To  faints  on  earth  forgiv'n, 
And  bring  the  grand  fabbatic  year, 

The  jubilee  of  heav'n. 

HYMN     CGLXXII.     G.  M. 


A 


ND  now,  my  foul,  another  year 
Of  thy  fhort  life  is  pail  ; 
Y 


254  CHRISTMAS, 

I  cannot  long  continue  here, 
And  this  may  be  my  laft. 
2  Now  a  new  fcene  of  time  begins, 
Set  out  a-frelh  for  heav'n  ; 

Seek  pardon,  for  thy  daily  fins, 
In  Chrift  fo  freely  giv'n. 


CHRISTMAS. 
HYMN     CGLXXIII. 

1  /%   LL  glory  to  God  in  the  fky, 
jLJL  And  peace  upon  earth  be  rcftor'd 
O  Jefus,  exalted  on  high, 

Appear  our  omnipotent  Lord  ! 
Who  meanly  in  Bethlehem  born, 

Didft  ftoop  to  redeem  a  loft  race, 
Once  more  to  thy  creatures  return, 

And  reign  in  thy  kingdom  of  grace. 

2  When  thou  in  our  fie fb  didft  appear, 

All  nature  acknowledged  thy  birth  ; 
Arofe  the  acceptable  year, 

And  heav'n  was  open'd  on  earth  : 
Receiving  its  Lord  from  above, 

The  world  was  united  co  blefs 
The  Giver  of  concord  and  love, 

The  Prince  and  the  Author  of  Peace. 

3  O  wouldft  thou  again  be  made  known, 

Again  in  the  Spirit  defcend. 
And  let  up  in  each  of  thine  own, 

A  kingdom  that  never  fhall  end  : 
Thou  only  art  able  to  blefs, 

And  make  the  glad  nations  obey, 


CHRISTMAS.  255 

And  bid  the  dive  enmity  ceafe, 

And  bow  the  whole  world  to  thy  fway. 
Come  then  to  thy  Servants  again, 

Who  long  thy  appearance  to  know  : 
Thy  quiet  and  peaceable  reign, 

In  mercy  eftablilh  below  ! 
All  forrow  before  thee  (hall  fly, 

And  anger  and  hatred  be  o'er, 
And  envy  and  malice  (hall  die, 

And  difcord  afllift  us  no  more. 

No  horrid  alarum  of  war 

Shall  break  our  eternal  repofe  ; 
No  found  of  the  trumpet  is  there, 

Where  Jefus's  Spirit  o'erflows  : 
Appeas'd  by  the  charms  of  thy  grace, 

We  all  (ViaII  in  amity  join, 
And  kindly  each  other  embrace, 

And  love  with  a  paflion  like  thine. 

HYMN     CCLXXIV.     S.  M. 

FATHER,  our  hearts  we  lift 
Up  to  thy  gracious  thrcne* 
And  thank  thee  for  the  precious  gift 
Of  thine  incarnate  Son  ; 
'The  gift  unfpeaki-.ble 
We  thankfully  r~cc-ive, 
And  to  the  world  thy   -ooti     \  tell, 
And  to  thy  glory  lives 

2        Jefus  the  holy  child 
Doth  by  his  birth  i 
That  God  and  man  are  i  cconeil'd, 
And  one  in  him  we  are  : 


256  CHRISTMAS 

Salvation  through  his  name 
To  all  mankind  isgiv'n, 
And  loud  his  infant-cries  proclaim, 
A  peace  'twixt  earth  and  heav'n. 

3  A  peace  on  earth  he  brings, 
Which  never  more  fhall  end  : 

The  Lord  of  hods,  the  King  of  kings. 
Declares  himfelf  our  Friend  : 
Affumes  our  flefh  and  blood, 
That  we  his  grace  may  gain  : 

The  everlafling  Son  of  God, 
The  mortal  Son  of  man. 

4  His  kingdom  from  above 
He  doth  to  us  impart, 

And  pure  benevolence  and  love 
O'erflow  the  faithful  heart : 
Chang'd  in  a  moment,  we 
The  fweet  attraction  find, 

With  open  arms  of  charity 
Embracing  all  mankind. 

5  O  might  they  all  receive 

The  new-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  meekly  in  his  Spirit  live, 

And  in  his  love  increafe  1 

Till  he  convey  us  home, 

Cry  ev'ry  foul  aloud, 
Come,  thou  defire  of  nations,  come, 

And  take  us  up  to  God  1 

HYMN     CCLXXV. 

1  /%   LL,  all  hail  !  happy  day, 

JTjL  When  enrob'd  in  our  clay, 
The  Redeemer  appear'd  upon  earth  : 


CHRISTMAS,  2*5? 

Now  how  can  we  refrain 
For  to  join  the  glad  ftrain, 
And  to  hail  our  ImmanuePs  birth  ? 

O  how  boundlefs  that  love, 

Firft  begotten  above, 
And  thro'  Jefusto  Aimers  made  known  I 

Lift,  O  lift  up  your  voice, 

And  exulting  rejoice, 
For  Jehovah  to  earth  is  come  down  ! 

All  ye  angels  of  God, 

Sound  his  praifes  abroad, 
And  acknowledge  him  J  AH,  the  I  AM; 

Now  we  alfo  will  join 

In  a  hymn  fo  divine, 
Giving  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb  I 

Unto  Chrift  we  will  Ting, 

As  our  High-Prieft  and  King, 
And  .qur  Prophet  co  teach  us  the  road  : 

He  is  more  than  all  this, 

For  Almighty  he  his  ; 
And  we  own  him  our  Saviour  and  God- 
To  our  Jeius's  pvaife 

Let  us  fpend  all  our  days  ; 
For  'tis  he  who  ^ur  furety  hath  flood  : 

H:  hath  Ibjourn'd  below, 

That  his  mercy  might  flow, 
And  he  purchas'd  our  pardon  witb  blood, 

O  may  ev'ry  return 
Of  this  once  bleffed  morn, 
[     tor  ever  remember'd  with  joy  ! 
Y  2 


258  CHRISTMAS. 

Now  fweet  accents  of  praife, 
All  our  voices  (hall  raife  ; 
Hallelujahs  fhall  be  our  employ  ! 

7  Let  the  echo  prolong 
The  harmonious  fong, 

Hallelujahs  again  and  again  ; 

He.  now  kindles  the  fire, 

Whom  the  nations  defire, 
And  to  him  we  devote  the  glad  fhain. 

8  BlefTed  Jefus,  while  we 
Pay  our  tribute  to  thee> 

Let  us  worfliip,  admire  and  adore  : 
Now  accept  as  thy  crown, 
What  before  was  thine  own, 

Hallelujahs  and  praife  evermore. 

HYMN     CCLXXVI. 

!    T  TARK  !  the  h.raM  angels  fing, 

11  u  Glory  to  the  new-born  King; 

u  l*eace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild  ; 

"  God  and  finners  reconcii'd  :" 

T'.yful,  all  ye  nations,  rife, 

Join  the  triumphs  of  the  ikies  ; 

With  th'  angelic  hofts  proclaim, 

"   ('hrift  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 
2  Cluift5  by  higheft  heav'n  ador'd, 

Chrift  the  cverlafting  Lord  ; 

Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 

Offspring  of  a  virgin's  womb; 

VeiPd  in  flefh.  the  Godhead  fee, 

Hail  th'  incarnate  Deity  ! 

Pleas'd  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 

Tefus  our  Immanutl  here. 


CHRISTMAS.  2  5? 

S   Hail,  the  heav'n-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
Hail,  the  Sun  of  righteoufnefs  1 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings  : 
Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die  ; 
Born  to  raife  the  fons  of  earth  ; 
Born  to  give  them  fecond  birth.  , 

4   Come,  defire  of  nations  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home  ; 
Rife,  the  woman's  con qu 'ring  feed, 
Bruife  in  us  the  ferpent's  head  : 
Adam's  likenefs  now  efface, 
Stamp  thine  image  in  its  place  ; 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Reinltate  us  in  thy  love. 

HYMN     CCLXXVII.     C.  M. 

1  «  QHEPHERDS  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eye;., 

O  u  And  fend  your  fears  away, 
"  News  from  the  regions  of  the  ^  ies — 
"  Salvation's  born  to-day. 

2  u  Jefus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 

"  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
"  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
"  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "  No  gold,  nor  purple  f waddling  bands, 

"  Nor  royal  mining  things  ; 
"  A  manger  for  his  cradle  ftands, 
•"  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  "  Go,  fhepherds,  where  the  infant  II- 

"  And  fee  his  humble  throne  : 


260  CHRISTMAS. 

"  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  yonr  eyes, 
«  Go,  fhepherds,  kifs  the'  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  fang,  and  ftraight  around, 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng  : 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  found, 
And  thus  conclude  the  fong  : 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

"  Let  peace  furround  the  earth  ; 
u  Mortals  {hall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
"  At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord  !  and  (hall  angels  have  their  fongs, 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raife  ? 
O  may  we  lofe  thefe  ufelefs  tongues 
When  we  forget  to  praife  1 

3  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
That  pity'd  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  Ting  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 

HYMN    CCLXXVIII.     G.  M. 

1  TT7"^e  Shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 

VV     All  feated  on  the  ground,        [night, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  fhone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  faid  he  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  feiz'd  their  troubled  mind  :) 
w  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"  To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town  this  day, 

«  Is  born  of  David's  line, 


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"  The  Saviour,  who  is  Chrift:  the  Lord  ; 
"  And  this  fhall  be  the  fign  : 

4  "  The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  (hall  find 

"  To  human  view  difplny'd, 
"  All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  fwathing  bands, 
M  And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  fpake  the  feraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  finning  throng 
Of  angels,  praifing  God,  on  high  ; 
And  thus  addrefs'd  their  fong  : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
"  Good-will  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  men. 
"  Begin  and  never  ceafe." 

PASTORAL. 

HYMN     CCLXXIX.     L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  thy  wand'ring  meep  behold  ! 
J    See,  Lord,  with  yearning  faiowets  fee. 
Poor  fouls  that  cannot  find  the  fold. 

Till  fought  and  gather'd  in  by  thee. 

2  Loft  are  they  now,  and  fcatter'd  wide. 

In  pain,  and  wearinefs,  and  want  : 
With  no  kind  Shepherd  near,  to  guide 
The  fick,  and  fpiritlefs,  andfainc. 

3  Thou,  only  thou,  the  kind  and  good, 

And  fheep-redeemiijg  Shepherd  art  ; 
Collect  thy  flock,  and  give  thexi  fo»d 
And  paftors  after  thine  own  heart, 


262  PASTORAL. 

4  Give  the  pure  word  of  gen'ral  grace, 

And  great  fhall  be  the  preachers'  crowd 
Preachers  who  all  the  finful  race, 
Point  to  the  all-atoning  blood. 

5  Open  their  mouth  and  utt'rance  give, 

Give  them  a  trumpet-voice  to  call 
A  world,  who  all  may  turn  and  live, 
Through  faith  in  him  who  dy'd  for  all. 

6  In  ev'ry  meffenger  reveal 

The  grace  they  preach  divinely  free  ; 
That  each  may  by  thy  Spirit  tell, 
"  He  dy'd  for  all  who  dy'd  for  me." 

7  A  double  portion,  from  above. 

Of  that  all-quick'ning  Spirit  impart  ; 
Shed  forth  thy  univerfal  love 
In  ev'ry  faithful  Payor's  heart. 

8  Thine  only  glory  let  them  feek, 

O  let  their  hearts  with  love  o'erflow  ; 
Let  them  believe,  and  therefore  fpeak, 
And  fpread  thy  mercy's  praife  below. 

HYMN     CCLXXX.     S.  M. 

1  T    ORD  of  the  harveft,  hear 
1  4  Thy  needy  fervants'  cry, 

Anfwer  our  faith's  effectual  pray'r, 
And  all  our  wants  fupply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view  : 
The  harveft,  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3  Convert  and  fend  forth  more 

Into  thy  church  abroad, 


PASTORAL.  263 

And  let  them  fpeak  thy  word  of  powV, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  Give  the  pure  gofpel-word, 

The  word  of  gen'ral  grace  ; 
Then  let  them  preach,  the  Saviour,  Lord, 
To  .all  the  human  race. 

5  O  let  then  fpread  thy  name, 

Their  million  fully  prove  ; 

Thy  univerfal  grace  proclaim, 

Thine  all- redeeming  love. 

HYMN     CCLXXXI.     S.  M. 

1  TTQW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
I    1.   Who  ftand  on  Zion's  hill, 

That  bring  falvation  on  their  tongues, 
'   And  words  of  peace  reveal! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 

So  fweet  the  tidings  are  ; 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King  ; 
"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here  1" 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  found; 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for 
And  fought,  but  never  found  I 

4  How  bleffed  are  our  eyes, 

That  fee  this  heav'nly  light ; 

Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long, 

But  dy'd  without  the  fight  i 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jcruialem  breaks  forth  in  fongs, 

And  deferts  learn  the  joy. 


264  PASTORAL. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

HYMN     CGLXXXII.     L.  M. 

1  "FEATHER,  if  juftly  ftill  we  claim, 
_JL      To  us  and  ours,  the  promife  made, 
To  us  be  gracioufly  the  fame, 

And  crown  with  living  fire  our  head. 

2  Our  claim  admit,  and  from  above, 

The  graces  of  thy  Spirit  fhow'r, 

Of  wife  difcernment,  humble  love, 

And  zeal,  and  unity,  and  pow'r. 

3  The  fpirit  of  convincing  fpeech, 

Of  pow'r,  and  truth,  and  faith  impart  : 
Such  as  may  ev'ry  confcience  reach, 
And  found  the  unbelieving  heart  : 

4  The  fpirit  of  refining  fire, 

Searching  the  inmoft  of  the  mind, 
To  purge  all  fierce  and  foul'  defire, 
And  kindle  life  more  pure  and  kind  : 

5  The  fpirit  of  redeeming  grace, 

To  break  the  pow'r  of  cancell'd  fin  : 
Tread  down  its  ftrength,  in  ev'ry  place, 
And  ftill  the  conqucft  more  than  win. 

6  The  Spirit  breathe,  of  inward  life, 

Which  in  our  hearts  thy  laws  may  write 
Then  grief  expires,  and  pain  and  ftrife  : 
'Tis  pleafure  all  and  all  delight. 


PASTORAL.  265 

H  Y  M  N    CCLXXXIII.  L.  M. 

1    /"\N  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  fhow'r, 
V^r   The  earth  in  righteouinefs  renew  : 
Thy  kingdom  come,  in  life  and  pow'r, 
And  to  thy  fceptre  all  iubdue. 

2  Like  mighty  winds  or  torrents  fierce, 

Come,  and  eppofers  all  o'erturn  ; 
And  ev'ry  law  of  fin  reverie, 

That  faith  and  love  may  make  all  one. 

3  Yea,  let  thy  word  in  ev'ry  place, 

Its  richeft  energy  declare  : 
While  holy  tempers,  fruits  of  grace, 
The  kingdom  of  thy  Chriit  prepare. 

4  Grant  this,  O  holy  God,  and  true  : 

The  ancient  fcers  thou  didftinlpire  '. 
To  us  perform  the .  promife  due,, 

Deicend,  and  crown  us  now  with  Ere  ! 

K  Y  M  N     GGLXXXIV.   L.  M. 

i    rf^GMFORT,  ye  minifters  of  gr^ce; 
\^>4    Comfort  the  people  of  your  Loid  ; 
O  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race, 

And  cheer  them  by  the  gofpcl-word. 

2  Go  into  ev'ry  nation,  go, 

Speak  to  their  trembling  hearts,  arid  cry, 
Glad  tidings  unto  all  we  ihow  ; 
Temfalem,  thv  God  is  ni 

3  Hark  \  in  the  wildernefs,  a  cry, 

A  yoke,  tbatlcudly  calls.  Prepare  1 
Z 


266  PASTORAL. 

Prepare  your  hearts,  for  God  is  nigh, 
And  means  to  make  his  entrance  there  I 

The  Lord  your  God  fhall  quickly  come  ; 

Sinners  repent,  the  call  obey  : 
Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room, 

Ye  defert  fouls,  prepare  his  way. 

5  The  Lord  (hall  clear  his  way  thro'  all  ; 
Whate'er  obftructs,  obftru&s  in  vain  ; 
The  vale  fhall  rife,  the  mountain  fall, 
Crooked  be  ftrait,  and  rugged  plain. 

«  The  glory  of  the  Lord  difplay'd, 
Shall  all  mankind  together  view  : 
And  what  his  mouth  in  truth  hath  faid, 
His  own  almighty  hand  (hall  do. 

HYMN     CGLXXXV.     L.  M. 

1  XXIGH  on  his  everlafting  throne, 
jLi.  The  King  of  faints  his  work  iurveys, 
Marks  the  dear  fouls  he  calls  his  own, 

And  fmiles  on  the  peculiar  race. 

2  He  is  well  pleas'd  their  toils  to  fee  ; 

Beneath  his  eafy  yoke  they  move  ; 
With  all  their  heart  and  ftrength  agre* 
In  the  fweet  labour  of  his  love. 

3  See  how  the  fervants  of  the  Lord 

A  bufy  multitude  appear  ; 
For  Jefus  day  and  night  employ 'd, 
His  heritage  they  toil  to  ckar. 

4  The  love  of  Chrift,  their  hearts  conftr&ins, 

And  flrengthens  their  unwearied  hands  ; 


PASTORAL.  567 

Tliey  fpend  their  ftrength  and  life  and  pains, 
To  cultivate  ImmanuePs  lands. 

5  Jefus  their  toil  delighted  fees, 

Their  induftry  vouchfafes  to  crown  ; 
He  kindly  gives  the  wifiVd  increafe, 

And  fends  the  promis'd  bleflings  down  : 

6  The  fap  of  life,  the  Spirit's  pow'rs, 

He  rains  incefiant  from  above  ; 
He  all  his  gracious  fulnefs  fhow'rs, 
To  perfect  their  great  work  of  love. 

7  O  Lord,  increafe  thy  fowers'  feed, 

And  fruit  they  ev'ry  hour  fhall  bear  ; 
Throughout  the  world  thy  gofpel  fpread, 
Thine  everlafting  truth  declare  ! 

8  We  then,  in  perfect  love  renew'd, 

Shall  know  the  greatnefs  of  thy  pow'r, 
Stand  in  the  temple  of  our  God, 
As  pillars,  and  go  out  no  more. 

HYMN     CGLXXXVI.     L.  M. 

1  "P\RAW  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near, 
JL^   Us  with  thy  flaming  eye  behold, 

Still  in  thy  church  vouchfafe  t'  appear, 
And  let  our  candlefUck  be  gold. 

2  Still  hold  the  ftars  in  thy  right-hand, 

And  let  them  in  thy  lunre  glow, 
The  lights  of  a  benighted  land, 
The  angels  of  thy  church  below. 

3  Make  good  their  apoftolic  bond:, 

Thy  high  commiflion  let  them  prove, 


268  BAPTISM. 

Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghofr, 

And  fill'd  with  faith  and  hope  and  love. 

4  Their  hearts  from  things  of  earth  remove, 

Sprinkle  them,  Lord,  from  fin  and  fear; 
Fix  their  affections  all  above, 

And  lay  up  all  their  treafure  there. 

5  Give  them  a  tongue  to  fpeak  thy  word  ; 

Thou  lpeakeft  to  the  churches  now  : 
And  let  all  tongues  confefs  their  Lord, 
Let  ev'ry  knee  to  Jefus  bow. 

BAPTISM. 
HYMN     CCLXXXVIT.     C.  M. 

CELESTIAL  Dove,  defcend  from  high, 
And  on  the  water  brood  : 
Come,  v.ith  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  apply 
The  water  and  the  blood, 

2  I  love  the  Lord,  that  ftoops  fo  low 

To  give  his  word  a  leal  ; 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bellow 
Exceeds  the  figure  (till. 

3  Almighty  God,  for  thee  we  call, 

And  our  r-quefl  renew  : 
Accept  in  Ghrifh  and  blefs  withal, 
The  work  we  have  to  do. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXXXVIII.     S.  M. 

1    ~|\ /J"Y  Saviour's  pierced  fide, 
JjvA.  Pour'd  out  a  double  flood  ; 
By  water  we  are  purify'd, 
And  pardon'cl  bv  the  blood. 


SACRAMENTAL.  269 

2  Call'd  from  above,  I  rife 

And  wafh  away  my  fin  ; 
The  ftream  to  which  my  fpirit  flies, 
Can  make  the  fouleft  clean. 

3  It  runs  divinely  clear, 

A  fountain  deep  and  wide  ; 
'Twas  open'd  by  the  foldier's  fpear, 
In  my  Redeemer's  fide  ! 

HYMN    CCLXXXIX.     L.  M. 

1  pOME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
V>4  Honour  the  means  ordain'd  by  thee  ! 
Make  good  our  apoftolic  boaft, 

And  own  thy  glorious  miniftry. 

2  Father,  in.thefe  reveal  thy  Son  : 

In  thefe  for  whom  we  feek  thy  face, 
The  hidden  myftery  make  known, 
-The  inward  pure  baptizing  grace. 

3  Jefns,  with  us  thou  always  art  : 

Effectuate  the  facred  fign  : 
The  gift  unfpeakable  impart, 
And  blefs  the  ordinance  divine. 

4  Eternal  Spirit,  defcend  from  high, 

Baptizer  of  our  fpirits  thou ! 
The  facramental  feal  apply, 

And  witnefs  with  the  water  now  1 


r  tn 


SACRAMENTAL. 
HYMN     CGXC. 

that  fad  memorable  night, 
When  Jefus  was  for  us  betray'd, 
Z  2 


270  SACRAMENTAL* 

He  left  his  death  recording  rite, 

He  took  and  blefs'd  and  brake  the  breaa, 
And  gave  his  own  their  laft  baqneft, 
And  thus  his  love's  intent  exprefs'd  : 

2  "  Take,  eat,  this  is  my  body  giv'n, 

l*  To  purchafe  life  and  peace  for  you, 
iC  Pardon  and  holinefs  and  heav'n  ; 

"  Do  this,  my  dying  love  to  fhew, 
u  Accept  your  precious  legacy, 
"  And  thus,  my  friends,  remember  me." 

3  He  took  into  his  hands  the  cup, 

To  crown  the  facramental  feaft, 
Arid  full  of  kind  concern  look'd  up, 

And  gave  to  them,  what  he  hadbleft: 
"  And  drink  ye  all  of  this,  he  faid, 
"  In  folemn  mem'ry  of  the  dead." 

4  u  This  is  my  blood,  which  feals  the  new 

(i  Eternal  cov'nant  of  my  grace  ; 
"  My  blood  fo  freely  fh?d  for  you, 

"  For  you,  and  all  the  {infill  race  : 
"  "My  blood,  that  fpeaks  your  fins  forgiv'n, 
u  And  juftifies  your  claim  to  heav'n." 


HYMN     CCXCI.     S.  M. 

LET  all  who  truly  bear 
The  bleeding  Saviour's  name, 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare, 
And  eat  the  Paichal  Lamb  : 
Our  pailbver  was  flain, 
At  Salem's  hallow'd  place, 
Yet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain. 
Shall  gain  his  largeft  grace. 


SACRAMENTAL.  271 

This  euchariftic  feaft 

Our  ev'ry  want  fupplies, 
And  frill  we  by  his  death  are  bleft, 

And  ihare  his  facrifice  ; 

By  faith  his  flefh  we  eat 

Who  here  his  paffion  (how, 
And  God  out  of  his  holy  feat 

Shall  all  his  gifts  beftow. 

W  ho  thus  our  faith  employ 

His  fuff'rings  to  record, 
Ev'n  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 

Communion  with  our  Lord  ; 

As  though  we  ev'ry  one 

Beneath  his  crofs  had  ftood, 
And  feen  him  heave,  and  heard  him  groan,    " 

And  felt  his  gufhing  blood. 

O  God  !  'tis  nnifh'd  now  ! 

The  mortal  pang  is  part  ! 
By  faith  his  head  we  fee  him  bow, 

And  hear  him  breathe  his  laft  1 

We  too  with  him  are  dead, 

And  (hall  with  him  arife, 
The  erofs  on  which  he  bows  his  head, 

Shall  lift  us  to  the  Ikies. 

HYMN     CCXCII. 

ROCK  of  Ifrael,  cleft  for  me, 
For  us,  for  all  mankind, 
See,  thy  feebleft  foll'wers  fee, 

Who  call  thy  death  to  mind  : 
Still  the  fountain  of  thy  blood 
Stands  for  tinners  open'd  wide, 


272  SACRAMENTAL. 

Now,  jufl  now,  my  Lor  J,  and  God, 
I  wafh  me  in  thy  fide. 

2  Now,  ah  now,  we  all  plunge  in, 

And  drink  the  purple  wave  ; 
This  is  the  antidote  for  fin, 

'Tis  this  our  fouls  (hall  fave  : 
With  the  life  of  Jefus  fed, 

Lo  !  from  ftrength  to  ftrength  we  rife, 
Follow'd  by  our  Rock,  and  led 

To  meet  him  in  the  fkies. 

HYMN     CCXCIII.     L.  M. 

1  f\  UTHOR  of  our  falvation,  thee 

_ZjL  With  lowly  thankful  hearts  we  praife, 
Author  of  this  great  myftery, 

Figure  and  means  of  laving  grace. 

2  The  facred  true  effectual  fign, 

Thy  body  and  thy  blood  it  (hows  ; 
The  glorious  inftrument  divine, 

Thy  mercy  and  thy  ftrength  beftows. 

S   We  fee  the  blood  that  feals  our  peace, 
Thy  pard'ning  mercy  we  receive: 
The  bread  doth  yifibly  exprefs 

The  ftrength  thro'  which  our  fpirits  live. 

4   Our  fpirits  drink  a  frefh  fupply, 

And  eat  the  bread  fo  freely  giv'n, 
Till  borne  on  eagle's  wings  we  fly, 

And  banquet  with  our  Lord  in  heav'n. 

HYMN     CCXCIV.     C.  M. 

I    /^\  THOU,  who  this  myfterious  bread 
V^/  Didft  in  Emmaus  break, 


SACRAMENTAL.  273 

Return  herewith  our  fouls  to  feed, 

And  to  thy  foll'wers  fpeak. 
Unfeal  the  volume  of  thy  grace, 

Apply  thy  gofpel-word  ; 
Open  cur  eyes,  to  fee  thy  face, 

Our  hearts,  to  know  thee,  Lord, 
Of  thee  we  ftill  commune,  and  mourn, 

Till  thou  the  veil  remove, 
Talk  with  us,  and  our  hearts  (hall  burn, 

With  flames  of  fervent  love. 
Enkindle  now  the  heav'nly  zeal, 

A*;d  make  thy  mercy  known, 
And  give  ourpardon'd  fouls  to  feel 

That  God  and  love  are  one. 


'J 


HYMN     CGXCV.     C.  M. 
,SU S  at  whofe  fupreme  command, 


We  thus  approach  to  God. 
Before  us  in  thy  veflure  (land, 
Tny  veflure  dipt  in  blood. 
2   Obedient  to  thy  gracious  word, 
We  break  the  hallow'd  bread, 
Commemorate  our  dying  Lord, 
And  trull  on  thee  to  feed. 
3- Now,  Saviour,  now  thyfelf  reveal  ; 
And  make  thy  nature  known, 
Affix  the  facramental  feal, 
And  ftainp  us  for  thine  own. 
4  The  tokens  of  redeeming  love, 
O  let  us  all  receive  ! 
And  feel  the  quick'ning  fpirit  move. 
And  fenfibly  believe. 


274  SACRAMENTAL. 

5  The  cup  of  blefling  blefl  by  thee, 

Let  it  thy  blood  impart ; 
The  bread  thy  myftic  body  be, 
And  cheer  each  languid  heart. 

6  The  grace  which  fure  falvation  brings, 

Let  us  herewith  receive  ; 
*'  Satiate  the  hungry  with  good  things, 
The  hidden  manna  give. 

.HYMN     GGXCVI. 

1  T  7T  THO  is  this  that  comes  from  far, 

V  V     Glad  in  garments  dipt  in  blood, 
Strong  triumphant  traveller, 
Is  he  man,  or  is  he  God  ? 

2  "I  that  fpeak  in  righteoufnefs, 

"  Son  of  God  and  man  I  am, 
*'  Mighty  to  redeem  your  race  ; 

"  Jefus,  is  your  Saviour's  name.''* 

3  Wherefore  are  thy  garments  red, 

Dy'd  as  in  a  ciimfon  fea  ? 
They  that  in  a  wine-vat  tread, 
Are  not  ftain'd  fo  much  as  thee. 

4  "  I  the  Father's  fav'rite  Son, 

w   Have  the  dreadful  wine-prefs  trod  ; 
u  Borne  the  vengeful  wrath  alone, 
4{  Ail  the  fiercefl  wrath  of  God. 

HYMN     GGXCVIT. 

1    TE3US,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 
J    Magnify  thy  dying  word, 
In  thine  ordinance  appear, 
Come  and  meet  thy  foll'wers  here. 


SIORNING    AND     EVENING. 

2  In  the  rite  tliou  baft  enjoin'd, 
Let  us  now  our  Saviour  find  ; 
Drink  thy  blood,  for  fmners  fhed, 
Tafte  thee  in  the  broken  bread. 

3  Thou  our  faithful  hearts  prepare, 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare; 
Thou  that  haft  for  fmners  dy'd, 
Shew  thyfelf  the  crucify'd  I 

4  All  the  pow'r  of  iJn  remove. 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love  ; 
Stamp  u 3  with  the    ftamp  divine, 
Seal  our  fouls  for  ever  thine. 

HYMN     CCXCVIII.     S.  M. 

1  TESUS,  we  thus  obey 

J    Thy  laii  and  kindeft  word  ; 
Here  in  thine  own  appointed  way, 
We  come  to  meet  thee  Lord. 

2  The  way  thou  haft  enjoin 'd, 

Thou  wilt  therein  appear  : 
We  come  with  confidence  to  find 
Thy  fpecial  prefcnce  here. 

3  Whate'er  the  Almighty  can 

To  pardon'd  fmners  give , 
The  fulnefs  of  cur  God  made  man, 
We  here  with  Chrift  receive. 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 
H  Y  M  N     CCXCIX.      Morning. 

HEIIE  is  my  God,  my  joy,  my  hope, 
-  .  ucfire  of  nations,  where  I 


w 


276  MORNING    AND 

Jefus,  to  tbee  my  foul  looks  up, 

To  thee  directs  her  morning  pray'r  ; 
And  fpreads  her  arms  of  faith  abroad, 
T*  embrace  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  God  ! 

2  Mine  eyes  prevent  the  morning-ray, 

Looking  and  longing  for  thy  word  ; 
Come,  O  my  Jefus,  come  away, 

And  let  my  heart  receive  its  Lord  ; 
Which  pants  and  ftruggles  to  be  free, 
And  breaks  to  be  detain'd  from  thee. 

3  Appear  in  me  bright  Morning-Star, 

And  fcatter  all  the  fhades  of  wight ; 
I  law  thee  once,  and  came  from  far, 

But  quickly  loft  thy  tranfient  light ! 
And  now  again  in  darknefs  pine, 
Till  thou  throughout  my  nature  fhine. 

4  In  patient  hope  I  now  take  heed 

To  the  fure  word  of  promis'd  grace  ; 
Whofe  rays  a  feeble  luftre  fried,  [place  ; 

Faint  ^limm'ring    through  the    darkfoma 
Till  thou  thy  glorious  light  impart, 
And  rife  the  Day^Star  in  my  heart. 

5  Come,  Lord,  be  manifested  here, 

And  all   the  devil's  works  deftroy; 
Now,  without  fin,  in  me  appear, 

And  fill  with  everlafting  joy  : 
They  beatific  face  difplay, 
Thy  pretence  in  the  perfect  day. 

HYMN     CCC.     S.  M.  Morning, 

1  ~\7T7^  ^  our  nearts  t0  thee, 
V  V     O  Day-Star  from  on  high  I 


EVENING.  277 

The  fun  itfelf  is  but  thy  fhade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  Iky. 

2  O  let  thy  orient  beams, 

The  night  of  fin  difperfe, 
The  milts  of  error,  and  of  vice, 
Which  (hade  the  univerfe  ! 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now  ! 

How  dark  and  fad  before  I 
With  joy  we  view  the  plealing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  O  may  no  gloomy  crime, 

Pollute  the  riling  day  ! 
May  Jefu's  blood,  like  ev'ning  dew, 
Waih  all  the  (tains  away  1 

5  May  we  this  life  improve, 

To  mourn  for  errors  pall  ; 
And  live  this  ihort  revolving  day, 
As  if  it  were  our  laft. 

6  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  one  in  three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  {hall  for  ever  be. 

HYMN     CGCI.     G.  M.  Evening. 

1  A    LL  praife  to  him  who  dwells  in  blife, 
jTjL  Who  made  both  day  and  night ; 
Whole  throne  is  in  the  great  abyfs 

Of  uncreated  light. 

2  Each  thought  and  deed,  his  piercingeyes? 

With  ftnCteft  fearch  iurvey  ; 
A  a 


27  8  JIOR^ING     AND 

Tie  deepefl  (hades  no  more  difguife. 
Than  the  full  blaze  of  day. 

3  Whom  thou  doft  guard,  O  King  of  kings , 

No  evil  Jhall  moleft  : 
Under  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings, 
Shall  they  fecurely  reft  : 

4  Thy  angels  fliall  around  their  beds, 

Their  conftant  ftations  keep  ; 
Thy  faith  and  truth  (hall  fhield  their  heads, 
For  thou  doft  never  fleep. 

5  May  we  with  calm  and  fweet  repofe, 

And  heav'nly  thoughts  refreih'd, 
Our  eye-lids  with  the  morn's  unclofe, 
And  blefs  thee,  ever  blefs'd. 

HYMN     CCGII.     C.  M.     Morning, 

1  /^  IVER  and  Guardian  of  my  fleep, 
VJ"  To  praile  thy  name  I  wake ; 
Still,  Lord,  thy  helplefs  fervant  keep. 

For  thine  own  mercy's  fake. 

2  The  bleding  of  another  day 

I  thankfully  receive  ; 
O  may  I  only  thee  obey, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

3  Vouchfafe  to  keep  my  foul  from  fin, 

Its  cruel  pow'r  fufpend, 
Till  all  this  ftrife  and  war  within, 
In  perfect  peace  mall  end. 

4  Upon  me  lay  thy  mighty  hand, 

My  words  and  thoughts  reftrain  ; 
Bow  my  whole  foul  to  thy  command, 
Nor  let  my  faith  be  vain. 


EVENING. 

3  Pris'ner  of  hope,  I  wait  the  hour 
Which  fhall  falvatron  bring  ; 
When  all  I  am  mail  own  thy  pow'r, 
And  call  my  Jefus,  King, 

HYMN     CCCIII. 

1  TT7HEN  quiet  in  my  houfe  I  fit, 

V  V     Thy  book  be  my  companion  dill  ; 
My  joy,  thy  fayings  to  repeat, 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will  ; 
And  fe arch  the  oracles  divine, 
Till  ev'ry  heart-felt  word  be  mine. 

2  O  may  the  gracious  words  divine, 

Subject  of  all  my  converfe  be  ; 
So  will  the  Lord  his  foll'wer  join, 

And  walk  and  talk  himfelf  with  me  ; 
So  fhall  my  heart  his  prefence  prove, 
And  burn  with  everlafting  love. 

3  Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  reft, 

O  may  the  reconciling  word 
Sweetlv  compofe  my  weary  breafh 

While  on  the  bofom  of  my  Lord 
Ifinkin  blifsful  dreams  away, 
And  virions  of  eternal  day  ! 

4  Rifihg  to  fing  my  Saviour's  praife, 

Thee  may  I  publilh  all  day  long  ; 
And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  heart  and  fill  my  tongue  ; 
Fill  all  my  life  with  pureft  love. 
And  join  me  to  thy  church  above* 


280  MORNING     AN9 

H  Y  M  N     CCCIV.     C.  M.   Morning. 

1  /~^\NCE  more,  my  foul,  the  rifing  clay 
V^/   Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rules  the  Ikies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  found, 
Wide  as  the  heav'n  on  which  he  fits 
To  turn  the  feafons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  fupport.s  my  mortal  frame. 

My  tongue  {hall  fpeak  his  praife  ; 
My  fins  might  remit  his  wrath  iO  riame, 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilfl:  I  enjoy  the.  light  : 
Then  fhall  my  fun  in  fmiles  d .....line, 
And  bring  a  pleafing  night. 

I-I  Y  M  N     CGGV.     G.  M.    Evening. 

ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray 
I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 
I  ft  ar  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  fin. 

%   And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  bus'nefs  ftee, 

'Tis  fweet  couverfmg  on  my  bed 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  facrifice  : 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 


'L' 


£ VEXING.  281 

t  Thus,  with  nfy  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 
I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  fleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  {lumbers  keep, 

HYMN     CCGVL     C.  M.  Sabbath. 

LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  malt  hear 
My  voice  afcending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 
!   Up  to  the  hills  were  Chrift  is  gone, 
To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Prefenting  at  the  Father's  throne, 
Our  fongs  and  our  complaints. 
:   Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  fight 
The  wicked  fhall  not  (land, 
Sinner?  fhall  ne'er  be  thy  delight 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right-hand. 

0  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
In  ways  of  righteoufnefs  1 

Make  ev'ry  path  of  duty  ftraight 

And  plain  before  my  face. 
Nov/  to  thy  houfe  will  I  refort, 

To  tafle  thy  mercies  there  ; 

1  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worfliip  in  thy  fear. 

H  Y  M  N     CCGVII.     L.  M.  Morning. 

LORD,  how  many  are  my  foes 
In  this  weak  ftate  of  flefh  and  blood  ? 
My  peace  they  daily  difcompcfe  ; 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  Gcd. 
A  a  2 


!S2  BIRTH-DAY. 

Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  ev'ning  ciy  ; 

Thou  heard'ft  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 

i   Supported  by  thy  heav'nly  aid, 

t  laid  me  down  and  dept  fecure  ; 
Death  fhould  not  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Though  I  fhould  wake  or  rife  no  more. 

.   But  God  fuflain'd  me  all  the  night  ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  ; 
He  rais'd  my  head  to  fee  the  light  ; 
I'll  make  his  praife  my  morning  long. 

II  Y  M  N     CCGVIII.     L.  M. 

MY"  God,  how  endlefs  is  thy  love  ! 
Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new  : 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  defcend  like  early  dew. 

!   Thou  fpread'ft  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  deeping  hours  ; 
Thy  fov'rtign  word  reftores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowfy  pow'rs. 

\   I  yield  myf^lf  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  devote  my  nights  and  days  ; 
Perpetual  bledings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  fongs  of  praife. 

BIRTH-DAY. 
HYMN     CCCIX. 
1        /^1  OD  of  my  life  to  thee 

VJT  My  cheerful  foul  I  raife  ; 


BIRTH-DAY.  283 

Thy  goo  ln~fs  bade  me  he, 
And  ftill  prolongs  my  days  ; 
I  fee  my  natal  hour  returs. 

And  hlefs  the  day  that  I  was  born. 

A  clod  ofliying  earth, 

I  glorify  ihy  name, 
From  whom  alone  my  birth, 
And  all  my  bleffings  came  ; 
Creating  and  prefervirig  grace 
Let  all  that  is  within  me  praife. 

Long  as  I  live  beneath, 

To  thee,  O  let  me  live  ! 
To  thee  my  ev'ry  breath, 
In  thanks  and  praifes  give  : 
Whate'er  I  have,  whate'er  I  am, 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name. 
My  foul  and  all  its  pow'rs, 

Thine;  wholly  thine  fnall  be  ; 
All    all  my  frappy  hours 
I  eoti  fee  rate  to  thee  : 
Me  t  ■  thine  image  now  reftcre, 
And  I  [hall  praife  thee  evermore. 
I  wait  thy  will  to  do, 

As  angels  do  in  heav'n  ; 
In  Ghrift  a  creature  new, 
Eternally  forgiv'n  ; 
I  wait  thy  righteous  will  to  Drove, 
All  fanctify'd  by  perfrdtlove. 
Then  when  the  work  is  done, 

The  work  of  faith  with  pow'r, 
Receive  thy  favoui  'd  fon, 
In  death's  triumphant  hour  : 


S.a  BIRTH-DAY. 

Like  Mofes  to  thyfelf  convey, 
And  kifs  my  raptur'd  foul  away. 

HYMN     CCCX. 

"7VTOW  away  with  our  fears, 

_1/N    The  glad  morning  appears, 
When  an  heir  of  falvation  was  born  ! 

From  Jehovah  I  came, 

For  his  glory  I  am, 
And  to  him  I  with  tinging  return. 

Thou,  my  Jefus,  alone, 

Art  the  fountain  I  own 
Of  my  life  and  felicity  here  ; 

And  I  cheerfully  fing 

My  Redeemer  and  King, 
Till  his  iigns  in  the  heavens  appear. 

I  with  thanks  do  rejoice 

In  thy  fatherly  choice, 
Of  my  ftate  and  condition  below  ; 

If  of  parents  I  came, 

Who  did  honour  thy  name, 
'Twas  thy  wifdom  appointed  it  fo. 

O  the  infinite  cares, 

And  temptations,  and  fnares, 
That  thy  hand  hath  conducted  me  through  ! 

O  the  bleffings  beitow'd 

By  a  bountiful  God, 
And  the  mercies  eternally  new  ! 

What  a  mercy  is  this, 
What  a  heaven  of  hlifs, 
How  unfpeakably  hapry  am  I! 


PARENTS  AND  MASTERS.        285 

Gather'd  into  thy  fold, 
Wit'i  thy  people  enrull'd, 
With  thv  people  to  live  and  to  die  ! 

Now  all  honour  arid  oraife 

To  the  Father  of  3 race-, 
To  the  Spirit,  and  Son.  1  return  : 

I  the  biifinefs  purfue, 

He  hath  made  mt  to  do, 
And  rejoice  that  I  ever  was  born. 

In  a  rapture  of  joy, 

All  my  life  I'll  employ, 
The  great  Author  of  life*  to  proclaim  ; 

'Tis  worth  living  for  this, 

To  adminifter  blifs, 
And  falvation  in  Jefus's  name. 

All  my  remnant  of  day* 

I  will  fpend  in  his  praife, 
Who  hath  dy'd  the  whole  world  to  redeem | 

Be  they  many  or  few, 

All  my  days  are  iiis  due, 
And  the  whole  I'll  devote  unto  him  1 


PARENTS  AND  MASTERS. 
H  Y  M  N     CCCXI.     C.  M. 

»    ^"""^      D-  only  wife,  almighty,  good, 
V_X   Send  forth  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  point  us  out  the  narrow  road 
Ana  guide  our  fteps  aright ; 
2  To  fleer  our  dang'rous  courfe  between 
The  rocks  on  either  hand  ; 


286  PARENTS    ANB 

And  fix  us  in  the  golden  mean, 
And  bring  our  charge  to  land* 

3  Made  apt  by  thy  fufficient  grace, 
To  teach,  as  taught  by  thee, 
We  come  to  train  in  all  thy  way-,, 
Our  rifing  progeny. 

4  Their  felfifh  will  in  time  fubduc, 

And  mortify  their  pride  ; 
And  lend  their  youth  a  facred  clew 
To  find  the  Crucify'd  1 

5  We  would  in  ev'ry  flep  look  up, 

By  thine  example  taught, 
T'  alarm  their  fear,  excite  their  hcpc, 
And  rectify  their  thought. 

6  We  would  perfuade  their  hearts  t'  obey. 

With  mildefb.zeal  proceed  ; 

And  never  take  the  harfher  way, 

When  love  will  do  the  deed. 

7  For  this  we  all;,  in  faith  fincere. 

The  wifdom  from  above  ; 
To  touch  their  hearts  with  filial  fear, 
And  pure,  ingenuous  love  ! 

8  To  watch  their  will,  to  fenfe  inclin'd, 

Withhold  the  hurtful  food  ; 
And  gently  bend  their  tender  mind, 
And  draw  their  fouls  to  God. 

HYMN     CCCXIJ. 

1   TJOW  {hall  I  walk  my  God  to  pleafe, 
iJL  And  fpread  content  and  happinefs, 
O'er  all  beneath  my  care  ? 


MASTERS.  287 

A  pattern  to  my  houfehold  give, 
And  as  a  guardian-angel,  live 
As  Jefvi's  me.ffenger  ? 

2  The  oppofite  extremes  I  fee, 
KemifTnefs  and  feverity, 

And  know  not  how  to  fhun 
The  precipice  on  either  hand, 
While  in  the  narrow  path  I  (land, 

And  dread  to  venture  on. 

3  Shall  I,  through  indolence  lupine, 
Neglect,  betray,  the  charge  divine, 

My  delegated  pow'r? 
The  fouls  I  from  my  Lord  receive, 
Of  whom  I  an  account  mult  give, 

At  that  tremendous  hour  ? 

4  Lord  over  all,  and  God  mod  high  ! 
Jefus,  to  thee  for  help  I  fly ; 

For  conftant  pow'r  and  grace  ; 
That  by  thy  Spirit  taught  and  led, 
I  may  with  confidence  proceed, 

And  all  thy  fooffteps  trace. 

5  O  teach  me  my  firft  leOon  new  ! 
That  I  to  thy  fweet  yoke  may  bow, 

Thine  eafy  fervice  prove, 
Lowly  and  metk  in  heart,  I  fee 
The  art  of  governing  like  thee, 

As  governing  by  love. 

HYMN     CCCXIII.     C.  M. 

1   T^ATHER  of  lights,  thy  needful  aid 
JL.     To  us  that  alk  impart; 
Mittruftful  of  ourfelves,  afraid 
Of  our  owo  t.reach'rous  heart. 


288  PARENTS    AND 

2  We  mark  the  idolizing  throng  ; 

Their  urael  fondnefs  btai  lg  : 

Their  children's  fouls,  wek#ow  they  wron 
And  we  may  do  the  lame. 

3  In  fpive  of  our  reiblvfifej  we  fear 

Our  own  infirmity  ; 
And  tremble  at  the  trii*]         r, 
And  cry,  O  God,  to  thee  i 

4  Our  onlylielo'in  danger's  hour, 

Out'    Lily  ftrength  the      .  r  ; 
Above  the  world  and  Satan's  pow'r, 
And  greater  than  our  heart. 

5  If  on  thyprorois'd  grace-  ^ione, 

We  faithfully  depend, 

Thou  furely  wilt  preierve  thine  own, 
And  keep  tnem  to  the  end. 

6  Oh,  make  us  tenderly  difcreet, 

i'o  guard  what  thou  haft  giv'n  ? 
Our  children  bring,  with  us,  to  meet 
At  thy  right-hand  in  heav'n. 

H  Y  M  N     CGCXIV. 

1  "XTOW.  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
_L^|    To  whom  we  for  cm i  children  cry  ! 
The  good,  deiir'd  and  wanted  mod, 

Oi.t  of  thy  rieheli  grace  iupply  1 
The  facred  discipline  be  giv'n, 
To  train  and  bring  thtrn  up  for  heav'n. 

2  Error  and  ignorance  remove, 

The  blindneis  of  their  heart  and  mind  ; 
Give  therm  the  \vifdom  from  above. 
Spctlefs,  and  peaceable,  and  kind  j 


MASTERS.  289 

In  knowledge  pure,  their  minds  renew, 
And  give  them  thoughts  divinely  true. 

3  Anfwer  on  them  the  end  of  all 

Our  cares,  and  pains,  and  ftudies  here  ; 
On  them  recover'd  from  their  fall, 

Stamp'd  with  the  humble  character  1 
Rais'd  by  the  nurture  of  the  Lord, 
To  all  their  paradife  reftor'd. 

4  Unite,  what  long  has  been  disjoin'd, 

Knowledge  and  vital  piety, 
Learning  and  holinefs  combin'd, 

And  truth,  and  love,  let  all  men  fee 
In  thole  whom  up  to  thee  we  give, 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  die  and  live. 

5  Father,  accept  them  through  thy  Son, 

And  ever  by  thy  Spirit  guide  1 
Thy  wifdom  in  their  lives  be  mown, 

Thy  name  confefs'd  and  glorify'd  ; 
Thypow'r  and  love,  diffus'd  abroad  ; 
And  may  they  live  and  die  for  God. 

HYMN     CCCXV.     L.  M. 

1  "]\  /TASTER  fupreme,  I  look  to  thee 
JLV-L  For  grace  and  wifdom  from  above  '. 
Veiled  with  thine  authority. 

Endue  me  with  thy  patient  love. 

2  That  taught,  according  to  thy  will, 

To  rule  my  family  aright, 
I  may  th'  appointed  charge  fulfil, 
With  all  my  heart,  and  all  my  might. 
.     B  h  I 


290  PARENTS    AND    MASTERS. 

3  Inferiors  as  a  facred  truft, 

I  from  the  fov' reign  Lord'  receive, 
That  what  is  fuitable  and  juft, 
Impartial,  I  to  all  may  give  : 

4  O'erlookthem  with  a  guardian  eye; 

From  vice  and  wickednefs  reftrain  : 
Miftakes  and  leffer  faults  pafs  by, 
And  govern  with  a  loofer  rein. 

5  O  could  I  emulate  the  zeal 

Thou  doft  to  thy  poor  fervants  bear  1 
The  troubles,  griefs,  and  burdens  feel, 
C-  fouls  intruded  to  my  care  : 

6  In  daily  pray'r  to  God  commend 

The  fouls  whom  Jefus  dy'd  to  fave  ; 
And  think  how  foon'my  fway  may  end, 
And  all  be  equal  in  the  grave. 

HYMN     CCCXVI. 

1  T  AND  my  houfe  will  ferve  thee,  Lord 
JL  But  firft,  obedient  to  thy  word 

I  mull  myfelf  appear  : 
By  actions,  words,  and  tempers  mow, 
That  I  my  heav'nly  Mafter  know, 

And  ferve  with  heart  fincere. 

2  I  muft  the  good  example  fet 

To  thofe  that  on  my  pleafure  wait  ; 

The  ftumbling-block  remove  : 
Their  duty  by  my  life  explain, 
And  flili  in  all  my  works  maintain 

The  dignity  of  love* 


A    WEDDING    HYMN.  2*1 

3  Eafy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
Quickly  ippeas'd  and  reconcil'd, 

A  foil* we r  of  my  God  : 
A  faint,  indeed.  I  lone,-  to  be, 
And  with  to  lead  my  family 

In  the  celeftial  road, 

4  A  finner  fav'd,  myfelf,  from  fin, 
I  ftrive  my  family  to  win, 

That  they  may  be  forgiv'n  ; 
The  children,  Lord,  and  fervants  blefs, 
And  through  the  paths  of  righteoufnefs, 

Conduct  us  all  to  heav'n. 

HYMN     CGCXVII.     C.  M. 

A  Wedding  Hjmn. 

1  QINCE  Jefus  freely  did  appear 
k3  To  grace  a  marriage-feafl;  ; 

O  Lord,  we  afk  thy  prefence  here, 
To  make  a  weddmg-gueft. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 

"Who  now  have  plighted  hands  ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown, 
And  blefs  the  nuptial  bauds. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow. 

Of  all  rich  dowries  be  ft  ! 
Their  fubfhnce  blefs,  and  peace  beftow, 
To  fweeten  all  the  reft. 

4  In  pureft  love  their  fouls  unite, 

That  they  vith  chriftian  care, 
May  make  domeftic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  each  their  fnare. 


r 


291  FOR    A    SICK    PERSON, 

5  True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 

In  pray'r,  and  faith,  and  hope  ; 
And  fee,  with  joy,  a  godly  feed, 
To  build  their  houfehold  up. 

6  As  Ifaac  and  Rebecca,  give 

A  pattern  cbafte  and  kind  ; 

So  may  this  marryM  couple  live, 

And  die  in  friendfhip  join'd. 

7  On  ev'ry  foul  affembled  here, 

O  make  thy  face  to  fhine  ; 
Thy  goodnefs  more  our  hearts  can  cheer, 
Than  richeft  food  or  wine. 

HYMN     CCCXVTII.     L.  M. 

For  a  sick  Person. 

1  QF,E.  gracious  Lord,  with  pitying  eyes, 
k3    Beneath  thy  hand  a  fuif'rer  lies, 
Thy  mercy,  not  thine  anger,  proves  ; 
And  fick  is  he  whom  Jefus  loves. 

2  His,  to  thine  own  afflictions,  join, 
Accept,  exalt,  and  call  them  thine  : 
Thy  p^ffioi,  which  remains,  fulfil, 
And  i'ufFer  in  thy  members  ftill. 

3  His  ficknefs  feci,  endure  his  pain, 
His  burden  bear,  his  crofs  fuftain  : 
Grieve  in  his  griefs,  and  figh  his  fighs, 
And  breathe  his  wifhes  to  the  ikies. 

4  Enter  his  heart,  poffefs  him  whole, 
Infpire  and  actuate  his  foul  ; 
Himfelf,  no  longer  let  it  be 

That  fuffers,  or  that  lives,  but  thee. 


PROSPECT    GF    HEAVEN,  293 

5  Thyfelf  through  furF'rings  perfect  made, 
Conform  him  thug  to  thee  his  head  ; 
Refine,  and  raife  his  virtue  high'r, 
When  try'd  and  purify'd  by  fire. 

6  So  when  his  eyes  behold  thee  near, 
And  thou  his  h    Id   n  life  anpear  ; 
Br. grit  in  thy  lik     efs   ftaall  he  fhine, 
And  glorious  all,  and  ail  divine. 

HYMN     CCCXIX.     C.  M. 

P.-ospect  of  Heaven. 

\   *T*KERE  is  a  land  of  pure  .:  i^ht, 
\_      Where  faints  immortal  r^sjgi*'; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleafures  banim  pain. 

2    Sweet  fields  b?vond  the  fwelling  flood, 
Stand  drefs'd  in  living  greer  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  eld  Canaan  flood, 
While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

?,   Could  we  but  climb  where  Mofcs  flood, 
And  view  tbe  landfcape  o'er  : 
Not  Jordan's  ft  re  am  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
{Should.fright  us  from  the  (hore. 

HYMN     CCCXX.     L.  M. 

r^RAISE  God.  from  whom  all  blefSngs  fiov> 
JL      Praife  hi  n  all  creatures  here  below  : 
Praife  him  above,  ye  heav'nly  boil:, 
Praife  Father,  Sen,  and  Holy  GhofL 

THE  END. 
Bb  2 


CONTENTS. 


A  Page 

WAKENING  and  inviting  7 

Penitential  -  17 

Supplication  and  Prayer  -  46 

Rejoicing  and  Praife  -  -  133 

Ti  lifting  in  grace  and  Providence  -     •      1  67 

The  Chriftian's  Warfare  -  -  189 

Divine  G^odnefs,  Sec.  (See  Sacramental )  194 
Chriftian  Feliowfhip  and  Society  Meeting  201 
Parting  of  Chi iftian  Friends  -         -        218 

Convinced  of  Backfliding  -  -  22  4 

Death  and  Judgment  -  -  230 

New-Year  (See  Death  and  Judgment)  251 
Cbriftmas  -  -  -  254 

Pin-oval  -  -  -  261 

Baptifei  (See  Hymn    132 J  268 

Sp  era  mental  (See  Divine  Goodness}  Sec. J  269 
Mop  Evening  -  -  275 

P.irtiv  -  -  -  282 

285 

W-  ran     (See  Hvmn  223)     -     29  1 

For  ;  -  -  292 

-  293 

;tin£  9  Member  (See  Christian  FcIIqvj- 

sltffi,  Wc.)  213 

tijQ  y  a  Frievvd  {See  Christian  Fe7lowship)2  I  4 

Ooru  Fridav  (See  Divine  Goodness    Sec.1)      199 

fcfrfter  (£&  Rejo-icivg,  he.  &*  D  *'«/»«  Goofik 

Kc.^.  &£)  -  149,    197 

WhVfunday  (£er  Supplication,  Sec.)  I  14 

W..uh-Ni?ht  -     '     -  -  122.    123 

Love  Feail  {See  Christian  Fellowship,  &c.)  2  10 


INDEX. 


A 


Pa| 

Charge  to  keep  I  have  i 

Ah  !  but  where  am  I  now 
Ah  !  lovely  appearance  of  death 
Ah  !  whither  (hall  I  go  2  7 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  1<>9 

All  glory  to  God  in  the  iky  254< 

All  glory  to  the  dying  Larab  1  14 

All,  all  hail  !  happy  day  25  6 

All  praife  to  him  who  dwells  in  blifs  j 

AH  thanks  to  the  Lamb  who  gives  us  to  meet  2  1 7 
All  ye  that  pafs  by,  to  Jefus  draw  nigh  1 96 
Almighty  Maker,  God  159 

Am  I  a  foldier  of  the  crof*  192 

An  inward   baptifm  of  pure  fire  1  2  " 

And  am  I  born  to  die 
And  am  I  only  born  to  di^ 
And  are  we  yet  alive 
And  can  I  yet  delay 
And  let  this  feeble  body  fa 
And  let  our  bodies  pari 
And  mud  I  be  to  judgm< 
And  muft  this  body  die 
And  ncr.v  my  foul  anotb 
Appointed  by  thee  we 
A  rife,  my  foul,  arife 
Author  of  our  falvati 
Awake  Jtrufalen:  av 
Away  my  unbelievir 

l?e  it  my  only  wif<1 
Before  Jehovah's 


INDEX 

tehold  the  Saviour  of  mankind  194 

''Hold  thy  fervant,  O  my  Lord  82 

'    in^  of  beino-s.  God  of  love  91 

/J'^fs'd  be  the  dear  uniting  love  2  18 

plow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow  12 

brother  in  Chrifr,  and  well  belov'd  213 

::<n  on  the  fidelity  187 

EelefKal  Dovje,  defcend  from  high  2  68 

ih.tldren  of  the  heav'nly  King  171 

^!ome  and  let  us  afcend  204 

.ome,  and  let  us  fweetly  join  210 

^ome  away  to  the  {kies  202 

Come,  Father,  Son,  ai;d  Holy  Ghoft  62 

T/v;ne,  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghoft  2  69 

(  ho'iV  cdeRial  Dove  29 

Coif'    '•  ^  '  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove  114 

"new,  onr  journey  purfue  203 

,  Site;  25  1 

>pr  cheerful  fongs  1  .oO 

grace  divine  21  3 

o  me  to  rejoice  49 

we,  the  mountains  Sec.  S3 

>rious  Lord  39 

unknown  122 

diftrtfs  123 

•m  above  6  4 

ie?:feaft  9 

g  9i 

Me  Ting  5  6 

ord          '  211 

f  Man  1  2  I 

^edy  8 

134 


Comfort,  ye  mimfters  of  grace 
Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 

Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God  draw  ne? 
Drooping  foul,  make  off  thy  fears 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  ol 
Ever  fainting  with  deiire 

Father,  how  wide  thy  pi'*- 
Father,  I  dare  believe 
Father.  I  ftxetch  my 
F-her,  if  juftlyitil1 
Father  of  Jefus  " 
Father  of  light 
Father  of  lights 
Father  of  ourd 
Father,  our  hear.i 
Father,  Son,  and 
For  ever  here  my  * 
Fountain  of  life,  to  ah 
From  all  that  dwell  belo 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  I 
Giver  and  guardian  of 
Glory  be  to  God  on  b 
God  is  in  this  and  ev'n 
God  moves  in  a  myften 
God  ot  all  confulation  ta 
God  of  all  grace  and  mau 
God  of  all  redeeming  g»"a« 
God  of  almighty  love 
God  of  my  life  to  thee 
God  of  my  life,  whofe  gr 
God  of  my  falvation  heai 


INDEX. 


■vife  almighty  good 

Jfage 
285 

indulge  my  humble  claim 

85 

*ce  rfefpifed  Jefus 

166 

free  from  harms 

46 

vs  are  ended 

242 

finds  the  grace 

135 

s  join'd 

136 

246 

■oet  founds 

165 

ry 

191 

PM^ 

e  (kvere 

2  35 

197 

158 

'■J 

67 

266 

Lord 

103 

^ 

75 

245 

r  tee* 

263 

e  me  round 

173 

"  grace 

157 

pain 

227 

E  to  pleafe 

28G 

the  hours 

9  5 

here  below 

109 

iWe  thee  Lord 

290 

oiifagfs 

130 

mer  lives 

166 

ray'd 

2  48 

lile  I've  breath 

146 

-.amb  of  God    . 

5Z 

INDEX. 

Page 

1  want  a  principle,  within  5  1 
In  boundlefs  mercy,  gracious  Lord,  appear   129 

In  that  fad  memorable  night  269 

Indiffo'ubly  join'd  190 

Infinite,  unexhaufted  love  61 

Jefus  aGcept  the  praife  219 

Jefus  at  whofe  fupreme  command  273 

Jefus.  dear  Redeeming  Lord  274 

Jefus,  from  whom  all  bleffings  flow  97 

Jefus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  fheep  185 

Jefus  hath  dy'd  that  I  might  live  106 

Jefus,  if  ftill  the  fame  thou  art  2  3 

Jefus,  if  ftill  thou  art  to  day  24 
Jefus.  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Jefus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee  208 

Jefus.  lover  of  my  foul  2  5 

jefus,  my  A.11,  to  heaven  is  gone  170 

Jefus,  my  life,  thyfelf  apply  75 

Jefus,  my  Lord,  attend  90 

Jefus,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend  63 

Jefus,  my  Strength,  my  hope  6*3 

Jefus,  my  truth  my  way  84 

Jefus,  Redeemer  of  mankind  1 1 1 

jefus,  Shepherd  of  thy  fheep  1  16 

"jefus,  the  all  fuftatning  word  J 09 

jefus,  the  weary  wand'rer's  reft  1 88 

Jefus,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord  55 

Jefus,  thou  arc  my  King  76 

Jefus,  thou  everlasting  King  87 
jefus,  thy  boundlefs  ls>ve  to  me 
Jefus,  thy  far  extended  fame 
Jefus,  thy  wandering  Iheep  beholc1 


INDEX. 

Page 

Jefus,  united  by  thy  grace  209 

Jefus  we  thus  obey  275 

Leader  of  faithful  fouls,  and  guide  56 

Let  all  who  truly  bear  270 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree  137 

Let  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak  1 43 

Let  him  to  whom  we  now  belong  8 1 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boaft  21 

Light  of  life  feraphic  fire  80 

Lo  !  he  comes  with  clouds  defcending  236 

Lo  !  in  thy  hand  I  lay  85 

Long  have  I  feem'd  to  ferve  thee,  Lord  40 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee  129 

Lord  and  is  thine  anger  gone  58 

Lord  I  believe  a  reft  remains  104 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word  77 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  fhalt  hear  281 

Lord  jefus,  when  when  (hall  it  be  44 

of  the  harveft  hear  262 

I,  thou  wik  hear  me  when  T  pray  280 

.'..  we  come  before  thee  now  93 

Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling  78 

Lovers  of  pi- /.Cure  more  than  God  16 

Loving  Jefus  gentle  Lamb  131 

Maker,  Saviour  of  mankind  47 

Mafter  I  oswj  thy  lawful  claim  186 

,  Mailer  fupreme,  T  look  to  thee  28  9 

\My  drowfy  powYs.  why  deep  ye  fo  37 

My  God,  how  endk-fs  is  thy  love  28  2 

My  God  I  am  thine,  what  comfort  divine     139 

God,  I  know   1  feel  thee  mine  100 

-^y  life  my  love  52 

portion  and  my  love  \7Q 


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Mv  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys  143 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou  108 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend  154 

My  Saviour's  pierced  fide  26Ijj 

Now,  ah  now,  I  yield,  I  yield  120 

Now  away  with  our  fears  284. 

Now  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofi:  288 

O  all  that  pafs  by,  to  Jefus  draw  near  1  3 

©  Almighty  God  of  love  63 

O  for  a  clofer  walk  with  God 
O  for  a  heart  to  praife  my  God  72 

O  for  a  thoufaad  tongues  to   Ting 
O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  1^2 

O   God,  mod  merciful  and  true 
O  God  of  all  grace,  thy  goodnefs  we  praifs 
O  God  of  good,  the  unfathom'd  f~a 
O  God  our  help  in  ages  pad 
O  God  to  whom  in  flefti  reveal'd  44 

Oh  !  how  happy  are  they  2  24 

O  Jefus  my  hope,  for  me  off:  i'd  up 
O  Jefus  my  rsil.  the  (inner  is  bjefl:  113 

O  joyful  found  of  gofpel-gr; -<  e  105 

O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  28  ! 

O  love  divine,  how  fweet  ihoi  So 

O  love  divine,  what  had  thej  done  lf-?4 

O  may  thy  powerful  word  i  17 

O  Sun  of .righteoufnefs.  a  rife  92 

O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  worlds  vain  do  re    I'4i2 
O  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive 
O  chat  I  could  repent 
O  that  I  was  as  heretofore 
O  that  my  load  of  fin  were  gone 
O  thou  God  of  my  falvation 


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O  thou  that  hear'ft  when  finners  cry  33 

O  thou,  to  whofe  all-fearching  fight  86 

O  thou  who  comcft  from  above  1 S  I 

O  thou  who  this  myfterious  bread  272 

O  thou,  whom  all  thy  faints  adore  126 

O  what  mail  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praife  172 

O  wondrous  power  of  faithful  prayer  1 17 

Gf  him  who  did  falvation  bring  195 

Oft  have  we  pafs'd  the  guilty  night  123 

Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  laid  161 

On  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  (hower  265 

Once  more,  my  foul,  the  riling  day  2  80 

Peace  be  on  this  houfe  beflow'd  2  1 4 
Peace,  troubled  foul,  thou  need'ft  not  fear  182 

Pierce,  fill  me  with  a  humble  fear  1  18 

Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  defpair  198 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raife  147 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  y'  immortal  choirs  152 

Rejoice  ey<  rroore  with  angels  above  161 

$tejr*i.~    ft:?  a  brother  deceas'd  244 

-.he  Lord  is  King  141 

Rock  of  lfrael  c!  ft  for  me  271 

Salvation.  O  the  joyful  found  149 

Saviour  from  fin.  I  wait  to  prove  121 

Savioui\of  the  fiu-iicL  foul  103 

Saviour^  the  world's  and  mine  54 

Say,  which  of  you  would  fee  the  Lord  127 

See,  gracious  Lord  with  pitying  eyes  292 

See  Jefus  thy  difciples  fee    '  217 

Shepherd  divine,  our  wnnts  relieve  65 

Shepherds  rejoice  lift  up  your  eye*  259 

Since  Jefus  freely  did  appear  291 


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Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praife  252 

Sinners,  obey  the  gofpel  word  1 1 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  10 

Soldiers  of  Chrift,  arite  189 

Son  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace  57 

Son  of  God  thy  bleffing  grant  93 

Stand  the  omnipotent  decree  247 

Stay,  thou  infulced  Spirit,  ftay  3! 

Still  for  thy  loving  kindnefs  Lord  1 © 1 

Terrible  thought  fhall  I  alone  237 

Thanks  be  to  God,  whofe  faithful  love  249 

The  God  of  Abrah'm  praife  153 

The  Lord  my  pafture  (hall  prepare  ITS 

The  Lord  of  earth  and  Iky  252 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praife  14  9 

The  praying  fpirit  breathe  65 

The  fpacious  firmament  on  high  1  44 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate  7  I 

The  voice  or  my  beloved  founds  M  J 

Thee  we  adore  eternal  name  230 

Thee  will  Hove,  my  ftrength,  my  t^vev  GO 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight  29  5 

This,  this  is  the  God  we  adore  !  5  5 

Thou  God  of  glorious  maje  fly  2:?i» 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love  20fi 

Thou  great  myllerious  GC&  unknown  107 

Thou  hidden  God  for  whom  1^-oan  41 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whofe  height  73 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead  234 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  peace  1  88 
Thou  man  of  griefs,  remember  me            .      43 

Tnou  Shepherd  of  "Iirael  and  mine  90 

Thou  Son  of  God,  whole  flaming  eyes  38 


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Tho'  troubles  affail,  and  dangers  affright  177 

Thy  ceafelefs  unexhaufted  love  140 
Thy  faithfuluefs,  Lord,  each  moment  we  find    1 4 

'T'h  finihYd,  'tis  done,  the  i'pirit  is  fled  245 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know       * /f/fflMlli  133 

fa  the  haven  of  thy  breaft       ■'(/rfi&fW  32 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  fearch  the  ground  206 

Vain  delufive  world,  adieu  167 

Watch'd  by  the  world's  malignant  eye  216'/ 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee  2  76  ' 
Weary  of  wandering  from  my  God 

Weaiy  foul 3  that  wander  wide  15 

it  i'o\v  is  my  objecl  and  aim/lY^  101 

When  all  the  mercies. of  my  God\   M*  155 

m,  graciao  Lord,  when  (hall  it' be  119 

j    houfe  I  fit                     m  279 

an  re  id  my  title  clear  193 

■iinig  from  the  bed  of  death  231 

v^od,   li.y  joy,  my  hope  275  f 
;lch'd  their  flocks  by  night2  60   j 

me?  from  far  274 

js  thou  wilt  not  leave  1  1 1 

God,  my  God  120, 

'nl lieu  of  a  King  36 

Why  thou';A  we  Halt  and  fear  to  die  250 

Witi                    clouds  encoinpafs'd  round  22 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace               »  169 

Ye  happy   finners,  hear              *f*  133 

heavens  rejoice  in  Jefus's  grace  •    200 

Ye  fimple  fouls  that  iiray  .  163 


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